A couple months ago, a friend of mine asked me if I could substitute for him at the Great Philadelphia Comic Convention this weekend. He’d committed to going but had to cancel due to family obligations. I said sure. He contacted the convention.
No one called me. Or wrote to me. Or contacted me. No one arranged travel of any sort. No one contacted me about a hotel stay.
So I figured, Okay, they don’t need me, and I forgot about it.
Flash forward to yesterday. Someone tweeted me and asked me where I was, because they couldn’t find my table. I went to their website and, sure enough, there’s my picture. They listed me as a guest.
So I apologize to anyone who might have gone to the convention solely to see me. The good news is that I’ll be at the Wizard Philadelphia convention next month, and also at the Atlantic City convention later that month.
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My friend & I tore the con up looking for you, but nobody seemed to know what was going on, including the people running the place. You weren’t on the cancel list when we walked in.
The whole day was like that; the Power Rangers panel got moved without explanation, etc.
Walter Jones seemed bummed that you weren’t there, especially since my friend and I had our Space Cases tees on.
Perhaps someday!
xo, Super Starling
PS — Thanks for not posting the stroke joke the other day. People who love you can only handle so much.
A friend of mine had his webseries scheduled to show at one of the panels on Saturday, then days before the convention host calls leaving a message saying ‘oh yea you guys are showing on Friday afternoon.’
Now nevermind how unprofessional it is to just casually reschedule at an agreed upon date, but my friend and all the people that made the webseries are all normal people working the 9-5 grind. So to suddenly have to all find a way to cut out from work and get transportation isn’t just a walk in the park.
Never been to the Great Philadelphia Comic Convention and can’t I nao ever have a reason to.