Curtis, 9/4/07
Please forgive me for the terrible things I said.
Judge Parker, 9/4/07
Please, Señor Driver . . . do let this woman have her way with you!
No, not Rosa, you idiot — are you blind?
Not Sophie, fer Chrissake — ICK!
Rusty, dammit — Rusty!
What’s that?
Any way she wants, Sam — any damn way she wants.
9 Chickweed Lane, 9/4/07
Please, please, please — just shut the hell up!
Thank you.
— Uncle Lumpy
Okay okay okay!!!
For somebody who can bear the harsh glare of publicity as Blogger of the Year, and risk total humiliation as a first-time stand-up comic, Josh is incredibly shy about asking for money!
Not me, though! That’s why I’m pleased to announce the first-ever Comics Curmudgeon Garage Sale!
If you breeze by this site for a chuckle now and then, hey! How ’bout a couple bucks?
If you (like me!) nurse a callus on your “F5” finger checking for new comments at 3:00 AM, hey! Step up!
Here’s how it works: Contribute money to Josh’s secure Tip Jar, then, if so moved, come back and brag about it in the comments! What about the Garage Sale part? A flimsy pretext! Use it if you like, or make up your own!
Questions? See the FAQ below, or more information at the Tip Jar!
And thank you!
— Uncle Lumpy
FAQ
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1. This isn’t a paid gig for me (well, Josh promised to send me a Cassandra shirt).
2. I have no access of any kind to the Tip Jar. All your generous contributions go directly to Josh and the upkeep of this fine site.
3. Nothing is really for sale. I don’t know if Josh even has a garage.
4. You can pay by PayPal®, Visa, MasterCard, cash, check, bearer bonds, loose gemstones or gold bars! See the Tip Jar for complete instructions!
5. Josh also posts ads and sells shirts to keep the site going, but contributions are the most effective (and personally rewarding!) way to say “thanks for this fine site.” I feel terrific when I hit the Tip Jar, and I think you will too. Hey, how about right now!
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Hey! It’s Labor Day in the US, Labour Day in Canada, and late summer all over the Northern Hemisphere — a great time to kick back, relax and recalibrate the ol’ work/life balance.
I’ve worked in just about every environment I can think of: classroom, lab, shop, on the road, retail floor, cube, office — even a few grim days in the Tokyo hive-warrens of a Japanese manufacturing giant. And let me tell you, I’ve got a grip on my home-office desk like Immanuel Rath’s in Der Blaue Engel.
Even though most comic strips are produced by work-from-home types like me, they reflect a pretty broad range of work environments:
They’ll Do It Every Time, 8/8/07
This reprise strip (from faithful reader gh!) shows a roomful of desks — could be anywhere, and any time from 1900 through the late 1970’s. Of course, since it’s TDIET, bet on earlier rather than later.
Dilbert, 9/3/07
Dilbert is famously based on author Scott Adams’s experience in the vast cube farms of Pac Bell (formerly ATT, now — through the miracle of mergers and acquisitions — ATT). Here, we see contracting in action.
My Cage, 8/30/07
With long hours, close quarters, and young workers, work and social boundaries blur — My Cage, by faithful CC reader Ed Power with Melissa DeJesus, seems to capture that vibe, at least to the satisfaction of someone with no exposure to the demographic.
Retail, 9/3/07
And the simmering warfare between retail clerks and customers doesn’t seem to have changed much over the past 30 years. Hey! This one’s based on a submission by long-time reader Adah – way to go! Soon, all comics will be written or submitted by CC readers, and will exist only to mock other such comics! At that point, we will implode.
Gasoline Alley, 9/3/07
Now, here’s somebody with the right idea, and I’m going to take it — no more posts until the Tuesday comics are up — promise! Go have some fun!
— Uncle Lumpy
