Thank the lord, I copped out of that story. I was worried that the limited bulk of what’s left may have involved Harvest putting a ship’s wheel in his pants and repeating the “it’s drivin’ me nuts!” joke ad nauseam. Instead we get a strip that tears some dialog straight out of something I wrote when I was like 13 and repeats it.
And we move on to my final bad job of the Flatliner years, though certainly not the final bad job of my IRL years. I spent a glorious year working with the miscreants at a video store that people are nostalgic for, despite the cannibalization of its own industry it had orchestrated some years prior.
The boss character at VS Video had a real life counterpart, but that guy just got drunk and slept in the back room all the time. I probably could have milked that for some comedy, but apparently I chose a different route.
I have no idea on this third strip. I don’t know who Neil or the other person are. I don’t know if they’re real people, or if there was some gag we’d been working on about “Flatliner: Europe” or something that certain does not pay off when you look now. At least it goes to show, all people who play video games are interchangeable and it doesn’t matter in the least. It was true then and it’s true today.
