Lately there have been a plethora of people coming into the library sauced. I'm not talking about some bizarre sexual preference or new fashion fad. I'm talking old school sauced. AKA. Drunk. I don't mean someone that's had one to many. I'm talking about someone that saw one two many three days ago and kept tossing 'em back anyway. First it was the guy that could have passed for one of the members of ZZ top. We found him in the little patio between the library and the psycho senior center sitting in one of their little white plastic chairs. As it was after hours for both the library and senior center we asked him to leave. He was so drunk that he could not find the freakin' gate to leave the patio area. He stumbled about the patio area looking for the gate. Eventually with help he made it out.
Next we had a couple kicked out of the AA meeting for being drunk. How whacked is that? So what does this couple do but mosey on down to the library to dry out. While they were drying out the male part of the this couple needs to use the bathroom. He is so drunk that he literally can't make it to the men's restroom fast enough and urinates in this pants. In. His. Pants. There was a lot of pee. He then decides since he's already relieved himself that he'll just take a load off and sits in one of our cloth upholstered library chairs. His pants are dripping with his own urine and he just sits down on library furniture. Not on library furniture that can be wiped down either. Ughhhh.... It's hard to even think about.
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