Warning: My casual mention of Batman at the barber shop uncovered a secret fan club
I was getting a haircut yesterday and made an offhand comment about the latest Batman arc to kill time. The barber, a guy in his 60s I've known for years, perked up and started detailing his original Detective Comics collection. Turns out, he and a few other regulars have a quiet pact to discuss vintage storylines during slow hours. I had no idea this low-key community existed right under my nose. It reminded me that fan passion doesn't always wear a cape, sometimes it's just in the chair next to you.