There are a lot of wierdos at my school library. That is probably because it is a joint effort between the college and the city, so it is open to both students and locals. Now when I mean wierdos I don’t mean mentally-handicapped people or anything- these individuals aren’t doing anything out of the ordinary beyond whats expected of them, and they can usually follow the library rules pretty well (stay quiet, don’t bite strangers). Being on the computer, I am privy to many bizarre conversations and moments. Here are some of the individuals I am in proximity to:
The Hitler Brothers- These two gentlemen seem like full-fledged Nazis, they give each other sig heil salutes and everything and talk about how great Nazism is and isn’t it a shame about the state of the American Nazi party? A few weeks ago, these guys got in a tiff and would have regular shouting matches in the library; they were ejected a couple of times and almost banned from being in the library (for the disruption, not for the Nazism). Later, they made up. I had though that maybe one guy came to his senses and was trying to get the other guy around. It turned out the argument was whether Hitler was ‘super great’ or just ‘great’. They mutually agreed that they considered him ‘super great’ :eek:
Simba- Simba is a Japanese guy who I think is a student. What sets him apart is his stuffed Simba doll, which he walks around the library with it stuffed in his shirt save for its head poking out. A couple of times he was pushing a stroller with the Simba doll in it. He likes to pet it and talk to it it in high-pitched Japanese. One time he was doing this right behind me, and his voice was bothering me so much I was tempted to just grab the simba plushie and throw it down the escalator, just to see him flip out. Reason got the better of me. He’s still out there, with that plushy, petting, petting, petting…:eek:
El comadreja- “The weasel”. This is a creepy hispanic man who makes rude comments to women in english (and spanish). He’s often surfing the web for porn (which isn’t explicitly forbidden so long as you are discreet. They have ‘privacy screens’ for the monitors which allow only the user to see the screen). The guy keeps getting kicked out of the library, but I guess somehow sneaks back in. Why this man hasn’t gotten arrest I don’t know, but I’m sure virtually every woman in the library has a restraining order against the guy by now. Some diminutive filipino woman commented she had to go to anger management class, and El comadreja started laughing about it. Ms. Anger Management flipped out and almost beat the snot out of the guy before her friends calmed her down
The Raincoat men- These are the actual perverts, prowler/stalker type people whom the library security has been dilligently trying to expel out of the library. They are tall, disheveled men, possibly homeless, who wear raincoats+hood and stare at children. Security has gotten so tight in the children’s section of the library that even male students looking for a book for a project (I have a children’s lit class) get hassled by security if they loiter too long.
The phantom farter- I have never seen what this person looks like, but I know he’s out there…in the third floor of the library in the men’s room, there is someone who is in regular gastric distress. I can be noisily washing my hands and whistling loudly and it still doesn’t mute out this guy’s constant farting. One time I hung around just to see what kind of person could be able to blast ass for so long, but he just kept farting and I had to give up. Why don’t I use another bathroom? Because for some reason, on two other floors of the library, there is a line to use the men’s room Welcome to the Twilight zone…
Of course, it wouldn’t be fair to admit I’m kind of a wierdo myself here. I’m often wearing my crossing guard uniform (since I go straight here from that job) and I sit at a computer alternating between online research and reading SDMB/Fark and supressing laughter from reading something funny. Sometimes I’ll be reading a book while in the elevator and become so lost in it I’m actually standing in the elevator for 15 minutes while people take the elevator up and down standing nervously next to me
And sometimes I try to discreetly pass gas and some 3rd grader identifies me as the culprit :eek: