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I work in a library. With 80 computers with internet. With 70 of those computers occupied by the homeless or people who spend all 12 hours we are open on the internet.
On the third floor we have computers for research. Us librarians tried to uphold that, but people would lie and say, "I'm doing research" and spend all the time looking on Youtube (without taking notes) or be hard asses and ask "what is research?"
Soon, the management buckled and asked us not to say anything about research.
So the third floor smells like Lollapoloza. Though we only have 13 computers.
Now you can't look at porn at the library, so yah! Before, when there was a policy of freespeech, you can't imagine the number on peni my poor eyes were assulted with.
Anywho. Another rule was you can't have open beverages by the computers. I see a guy with an open beverage at he computer he is at. I start going toward him and the closer I get the more disturbing the images are. I finally get close enough to tell a woman is sucqing c0cq. I also see that his time is about to expire. I go to call security and tell them he is looking at porn. I ask a cw to go with me just to witness that it is pr0n. She rolls her eyes, but she goes with me. We see foot-suckinng. His time runs out, and no security yet, so I tell him he can't look at pr0n. He says, "I'm not looking at pr0n, it's the internet."
me:
Anywho, the security came finally and led him away, though of course the idiot had to walk by my desk, even though he could walked the other way to get to the elevator or stairs. And the library had a cop on duty, so the cop gave him a warning.
My cw regaled other cws about the guy with the tattoo of a spiderweb on his neck saying "It's not pr0n, it's on the internet."
On the third floor we have computers for research. Us librarians tried to uphold that, but people would lie and say, "I'm doing research" and spend all the time looking on Youtube (without taking notes) or be hard asses and ask "what is research?"
Soon, the management buckled and asked us not to say anything about research.
So the third floor smells like Lollapoloza. Though we only have 13 computers.
Now you can't look at porn at the library, so yah! Before, when there was a policy of freespeech, you can't imagine the number on peni my poor eyes were assulted with.
Anywho. Another rule was you can't have open beverages by the computers. I see a guy with an open beverage at he computer he is at. I start going toward him and the closer I get the more disturbing the images are. I finally get close enough to tell a woman is sucqing c0cq. I also see that his time is about to expire. I go to call security and tell them he is looking at porn. I ask a cw to go with me just to witness that it is pr0n. She rolls her eyes, but she goes with me. We see foot-suckinng. His time runs out, and no security yet, so I tell him he can't look at pr0n. He says, "I'm not looking at pr0n, it's the internet."
me:
Anywho, the security came finally and led him away, though of course the idiot had to walk by my desk, even though he could walked the other way to get to the elevator or stairs. And the library had a cop on duty, so the cop gave him a warning.
My cw regaled other cws about the guy with the tattoo of a spiderweb on his neck saying "It's not pr0n, it's on the internet."
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