Confessions of a Comic Conner

7:50 AM

 My friend and I had a bit of a running joke as we walked to and from Comic Con, stemming from the fact that I care too much about what other people think. Whenever we were walking (the twenty blocks from where we were parked) to Comic Con, I never wanted to stick out as a Comic Conner. I just think people who live and work in downtown San Diego must hate this time of year, when there's no parking and there's a line at every restaurant and the streets are flooded with nerds. I'm always aware of that thought in the back of my mind, and it motivates me to try (and probably fail) to keep a low profile. But it's just so silly because on the way BACK from Comic Con...there's just no point in hiding it. Especially after we'd spent the night in line. We were walking back to the car with blankets and camping chairs and the like. And we looked like we'd slept outside for a night. There's just no point in hiding it. I should just own up to it.

Hi, my name is Annie, and I am a Comic Conner.

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