My first comic con was actually this past NYC Comic Con and despite being almost overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people, I really enjoyed myself. I didn't really have any bad encounters though. I did go with a friend of mine who doesn't really appreciate comics though, and he was kind of annoying the entire time, but he got burned later on and my day was made.
I think the only downside of my day was getting the Neal Adams variant cover of All-Star Batman & Robin #9 signed by Mr. Adams. He charged ten bucks and he used one of those metallic ink pens to sign it. He told me to wait about 15 minutes to let the ink dry before putting it back in it's bag and I waited 30. The ink still came off. Kinda bummed about that, but whatever.
I also made an attempt with my friend to meet Stan Lee, first thing. Big mistake as the line cut the room in half and trailed along the side of the room. I actually jumped ship because Garth Ennis was signing in 15 minutes. The thing about Ennis, and I got lucky with this, was that to get his autograph, you needed a ticket and they started going down the line handing them out. There were only 50 tickets. I was 47. I got PunisherMAX #60 signed(his last issue) and we chatted about that awesome fight between Barracuda and The Punisher in that last issue of Long Cold Dark. He was a cool guy. Very funny.
Best experience ever though was talking to Jim Steranko who I officially deem the coolest man on the planet. I got my copy of Captain America 111 signed and for my dad, i bought this gnarly Shadow print that Steranko did of The Shadow gunning down this mad scientist who has a half-naked woman in a test-tube and it was upon purchasing this that Steranko said this to me:
"Every time I come to one of these things, there's always a group of young men standing in front of my table with their mouths dropped open, staring. I say to them 'What are you guys doing?' and they'd say 'Nothing. Just looking at your work', to which I'd say "No. No you're not. You're standing there, looking at this here painting[the Shadow one I bought] thinking 'Man, I sure would like to have a half-naked woman in a test tube!"
And we laugh, and then he leans in close to me and whispers "Hell, I'D like to have a half-naked woman in a test tube!" and he erupted in laughter, taking me with him.
His policy was First two items free, everything else 5 bucks, and had I really wanted to be a jerk and bring along my Shadow paperbacks and his Red Tide graphic novel, I would have gladly spent all of my money on this guy. Just an incredibly nice guy who gave a damn about whoever stopped by his table.
Meeting Darwyn Cooke was a nice experience, too. We chatted for a bit about The Spirit and how awesome Richard Stark's Parker novels are. He signed both of his Parker adaptations(in which he drew two little doodles of Parker), my copy of The Man With The Getaway Face and The Spirit #13. He seemed a little ticked off about something, but he kept his spirits up and was courteous to everyone.
I went over the Dark Horse booth, because my main reason for coming to Comic Con was because I signed up to be a member of the BPRD on their website. I was told to say a secret word to one of their staff in which I'd be given an envelope full of stuff. I got my badge, a Baltimore: Plague Ships #1 book, and a list of objectives to complete(all of which had to be done on Saturday at the con. Which sucked because I was there friday), but I got into a nice conversation with their event coordinator or something like that about what they had planned for this BPRD membership stuff, along with some other comics related stuff.
The day ended with meeting Jason Aaron and the line was pretty mishandled. I was 5 on line until the staff handling it said that the line started somewhere else and everyone in front of that point had to move BEHIND the people behind that point, so I was 15th instead. It was stupid. But I was in line in front of these two other guys and we started talking about The Punisher and made fun of the Captain America game Marvel was promoting. Cool guys. Then I finally got to meet Jason Aaron. He signed a few things for me and we laughed at violence in the bible when I said it woulda been cool if Frank Castle was the protector of baby Jesus(because Aaron's PunisherMAX Christmas special was essentially the story of the birth of Christ. Only with Frank Castle in it.) That was cool.
However, my friend here got annoying quickly. He isn't a comics guy outside of liking Spider-Man(and not the books, the character) and thinking Jim Lee is the be all end all of comic artists. He went under the belief that DC was gonna have a panel about DCU Online and was pissed when he found out it was Saturday(I didn't care about the game so that panel wasn't important to me). But what he would do was go around the tables with me and if artists or writers were selling stuff for cheap, he'd buy them and get them signed, despite having no prior knowledge of their work. I actually yelled at him into buying the American Vampire hardcover from Rafael Albuquerque because my friend was acting like a cheap-ass right in front of the guy when I got some stuff signed.
And when it came time to get online for Jason Aaron, he was with me initially, because there was a guy, second on line, who had this mammoth stack of books for Aaron to sign. My friend thought the stack of books were freebies that Jason Aaron had brought with him to sign and hand out. He got pissed when I told him this wasn't the case and he got off line.
And actually, when I was hanging around the Marvel booths, we actually split up for a bit. Apparently, Jim Lee made an unannounced appearance and started signing stuff. So my friend gets in line, but he got cut off last second. So he pissed about that. Then to add more insult to injury, while we were on line for Jason Aaron, I bumped into my friend Jack who I didn't know was there. We chatted for a bit and he said that he got to meet Jim Lee and got a sketch and that he was like the last person on the line before it got closed. It was hilarious.
Kinda happy I went Friday. Crowded as it was, I managed to stay cool most of the time. Had I gone Saturday, i probably would have lost it. I'd do it again.