I love how quickly people seem to jump to really drastic solutions in fiction. Symptom of poor writing I guess. Ah well.
But you know what, if there's anything I hate, it's mall security. I am not a very hateful person. People who know me in real life might disagree with that statement but it's true. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt and at least tolerate those who have few redeeming traits. Indeed, I frequently like people or groups of people who don't get a lot of love from the rest of the world (e.g., the police. I love da police).
HOWEVER mall security guards really piss me off. At least with the cops they have extensive training and have to deal with extremely stressful situations on a near-daily basis, so when they fuck up I can grant them a little slack (now, by 'fuck up' I mean make human mistakes. I don't mean beating the shit out of somebody for fun and then trying to cover it up, but that's neither here nor there). Mall security people are the asshats who failed to become anything else but still think they have some kind of power.
There was this guy who worked at the mall I once frequented, an older guy, obviously been in the position for a while, gawd he was a cock. He never gave me no shit but I saw him once or twice giving other people a hard time just coz he could. I SAW IT. They weren't doing anything, he was just being a jerk. Fucking bastard.
Anyway, he often crosses my mind. I wonder where he is now, whether he's still working at what's left of the mall. I hope he got ass cancer.
Ideally I would like for the comic to start on the first page of the group like on, say, Oglaf (can't think of any other examples), but I dunno how to do that so it's just one of those things I'm keeping in mind for if I ever have my own site.
Micheal - I feel you brother. But yeah, that is one of those things I would really like to be different some day but I just don't have the know how to make that happen. Ah well.
Shaman - and don't you forget it.