The Drunk Pedophile at the Library

Well, considering midterms are coming up, I figured perhaps studying would be a good thing and, acknowledging that we would get nothing done at home, Jackie and I went to the library to attempt to do work instead. Some of the Y Chromosomes were there so we ended up joining them and actually managed to accomplish work.

However, in our little section of quiet, work paradise, an evil darker than you could ever imagine was lurking in plain sight. He was overweight, overdressed, and sketchily keeping to his own little cubicle while the unwitting teenagers worked to the side, studying their materials and working towards perhaps not failing midterms. It was only when the y chromosomes left in search of food and our resident evil got up and left to wander in circles around the library for a few hours, leaving his stuff at the table, was his gruesome secret revealed.

One of them started texting Jackie, warning about his misdeeds and not to go any nearer to him than we had. Thinking that it was all one big joke, we just more or less laughed it off and nicknamed him the pedophile. It was only once we all returned post-din din that the true horrors were revealed. While we were sitting nearby oh-so-innoncently doing our work like good little high schoolers occasionally do he was sitting there drinking apparently cheap booze out of a bottle and watching child pornography. Quite a charmer, huh? Several of the Y Chromosomes had witnessed such actions taking place and we all shuddered and groaned, ignoring his pile of stuff and resuming our work.

Eventually a librarian worker was summoned who escourted him out of the building - although it unfortunately took our drunk, homeless pedo quite a while to do this and I was seated next to his stuff at this particular juncture in time. This caused me to be subject to his charming man-scent of bad liqour, sweat, and grime while he put everything away and sketched (the verb for sketchy people in motion) away down the hallway, before being finally thrust through the gates to the great outdoors.



Needless to say, he was not missed. At all.