This is where I work now. The Mulberry Street library adult reading room. I think it's funny that it's called the "adult" reading room. There's no porn. I've looked.
It's always colorful here. Today, for example, is day 2 of sitting
next to a slightly crazy woman with a bright orange camouflage hunting parka,
surrounded by massive piles of paper (some of which have footprints on
them) that I think she is using to file a case in small claims court. Yesterday I was sitting across from an small male Asian farter, who would kind of glance up every time he tooted to see if anyone noticed.
I noticed.
Also, I got reprimanded today for putting my head down on the desk. Apparently there's no rest in the house of books. Right. Back to work.
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