I’ve Got Nothin’

I’ve been in technology hell as of late at the office, so unfortunately, I have no good library stories to tell. I do, however, have an interesting tale about a last minute liquor run I recently made. I was in a rush to buy booze before closing time, so I opted for the closest purveyor of alcoholic beverages. This unfortunate little hovel is really only for true emergencies, and this qualified as I needed liquor ASAP for a Independence Day bash hosted by my best friend.

I managed to get to the store at about 10 ’til closing. As I approached, I noticed a large yet hastily written sign in the window that read, “Store for Sale.” When I arrived at the door I noticed another smaller sign. This one read:

Notice: Suspension of Liquor License…

Great! There was no way that I was going to be able to make it to the second nearest place in time. So I turned to leave, looked up, and noticed a set of pasty white legs sticking out from the grass across the street beside a fireplug. Probably some unconscious vagrant. Just then a police officer drove by, but in the wrong direction to actually see the sad sight before me. Now I needed to call the cops. Chances are it was just some drunk, but what if this person was left for dead? Perfect!! Just what I want to be doing, calling the police during my personal time. I do enough of this while I’m @ the Library.

I make the call, give the dispatcher the address and a description of the scene… And wish that I never left my condo.

~ by Woeful on July 5, 2007.