| Stop, in the name of Library Policy! I was idly reading the incident reports from last night ( they can be a hoot sometimes) and apparently it took 3 library employees to bust some perv who was looking at porn. It's not that the perv put up a struggle, it's just that everybody had to be absolutly sure that what they saw on the screen was indeed porn. My take is: If the "Patron" is all panty and purple in the face, If he acts jumpy and freaked out while he's looking at it...IT'S PORN! Book 'em, Danno. I don't care if it's pictures of sweaty ass prints on a TORO electric riding mower. If it incites lust in the viewer, IT'S PORN! Kick the Sick Bastard Out. I don't even want to get started on the creeps who look at children's bathing suit ads. BLEAHHHH. Anyway. Someone has poured glue into my eyes (figuratively) and I can barely keep my lids propped up. zzzzzzz What?!? oh, yeah, Computer Center Drone reporting for duty. It's hot where I live and the fashion around the Computer Center is just appalling. Lots of cut off sweat pant bottoms, gah, people, why don't you just make a sign that says "I've given up. Roll the trucks over me, I don't care anymore."? Lots of those tank tops with the really big arm holes. The kind that really don't allow for much coverage when the occupant is making a broad gesture. Like, the kind where you see exposed, hairy man-nipples when someone is pointing across the room at a computer. How repugnant. |
