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First guy comes up to me and asks "do you work here?" I refrain from 
, considering I'm wearing a red shirt (like almost everyone else who works here) that has the the library's name on it, and also, I have a badge on that says in RED letters "City of Blah Public Library".
=me
First Guy= FG
Sleeping Ugly=SU
Second guy=sg
FG: where do you keep the newspapers?
Me: Let me show you; they are in this rack (right under the huge ass sign that says "newpapers and magazines").
There is nothing on the rack. Because the newspapers are like crack.
Me: We carry three copies; it looks like all copies are being read.
FG: Well that guy over there is asleep! And he has the newspaper!
Me: He's asleep? Ok, I'll go over there *internal sigh*
Me: Sir? Sir? You can't sleep in here.
At the second "sir" his head jerks up from his nap.
Oh, this part, everyone repeat after SU
SU: I wasn't asleep!
Me: Sir, your head jerked up like you were asleep.
SU: It was just for a moment!
I didn't bring up the first guy noticed he was asleep when he went looking for me.
FG: I guess he will fall asleep again.
Me: IF he does, just come and get me.
FG: I was just kidding!
As the FG was saying "I guess he will fall asleep again," sg comes up to me and Iwas trying to ask if he needs help when FG goes on about he was kidding.
Me: cand I help you?
sg: (rather polite) yes, I was on a computer for 3 min., and it logged me out.
Me: (Oh, God, why me? Ok, Job had it worse, but why does someone have to ask me about a computer problem I can't fix?) Ok, let's see.
Oh, short story, seems that this happens a lot to this guy, but he would never specifiy what he meant with "a lot". He will log in, in 3 min. it logs him out, someone elses number pops up, then he doesn't bother to tell me that his number comes up again. So all he has to do is log in again.
Wow, the suffering this man goes through. I guess those poor starving children in Port-Of-Prience, who live in rusty metal shakes that leak when it rains, and they fight over fish, that a visiting priest told us about, didn't suffer like this guy suffers. Just log back in moron! I don't know why this happens, I didnt' see another person's number, just his number. I emailed IT about it. ugh
edit: I guess I can't speel "newspapers" hee.
, considering I'm wearing a red shirt (like almost everyone else who works here) that has the the library's name on it, and also, I have a badge on that says in RED letters "City of Blah Public Library".=meFirst Guy= FG
Sleeping Ugly=SU
Second guy=sg
FG: where do you keep the newspapers?
Me: Let me show you; they are in this rack (right under the huge ass sign that says "newpapers and magazines").
There is nothing on the rack. Because the newspapers are like crack.
Me: We carry three copies; it looks like all copies are being read.
FG: Well that guy over there is asleep! And he has the newspaper!
Me: He's asleep? Ok, I'll go over there *internal sigh*
Me: Sir? Sir? You can't sleep in here.
At the second "sir" his head jerks up from his nap.
Oh, this part, everyone repeat after SU
SU: I wasn't asleep!
Me: Sir, your head jerked up like you were asleep.
SU: It was just for a moment!
I didn't bring up the first guy noticed he was asleep when he went looking for me.
FG: I guess he will fall asleep again.
Me: IF he does, just come and get me.
FG: I was just kidding!
As the FG was saying "I guess he will fall asleep again," sg comes up to me and Iwas trying to ask if he needs help when FG goes on about he was kidding.
Me: cand I help you?
sg: (rather polite) yes, I was on a computer for 3 min., and it logged me out.
Me: (Oh, God, why me? Ok, Job had it worse, but why does someone have to ask me about a computer problem I can't fix?) Ok, let's see.
Oh, short story, seems that this happens a lot to this guy, but he would never specifiy what he meant with "a lot". He will log in, in 3 min. it logs him out, someone elses number pops up, then he doesn't bother to tell me that his number comes up again. So all he has to do is log in again.
Wow, the suffering this man goes through. I guess those poor starving children in Port-Of-Prience, who live in rusty metal shakes that leak when it rains, and they fight over fish, that a visiting priest told us about, didn't suffer like this guy suffers. Just log back in moron! I don't know why this happens, I didnt' see another person's number, just his number. I emailed IT about it. ugh
edit: I guess I can't speel "newspapers" hee.