This strip is based on an actual conversation that I had with a “customer service” representative. It was one of those times where you don’t know if you should call them on it, or just let it slide. But then again this is me we’re talking about, and I don’t want them thinking my last name was Xintel (though that does sound kind of bad ass).

And you may notice that this strip stars neither Gary nor Ted, but that loveable scamp, me. Mostly because I couldn’t think of a reason for Ted or Gary to need to explain why they would be using any word with the letter “Z”. That and I choose to think of this as an early birthday present to myself, which if you say, want to send me a present (I enjoy things which are candy coated or transform into things) it’s this Friday, or June 1 which ever you prefer. I also accept cash.