Ha. So, the library seems to be slipping in it’s “shut the hell up” policy, as lately, I can’t spend a few hours there writing without someone yakking on and on about stuff no one needs to hear about. Between the guy yelling out his credit card numbers and such while ordering personal care supplies, the geeky teenage guy with the whiny voice hiccuping and burping while sexting and chatting too loud with his sweetie for something like three hours non-freakin’ stop (I swear, if I hear him kiss his phone one more time, then hiccup and burp, he’s going to need a lip cast), I’m about to go postal in public. Of course, every now and then I get treated to something that’s actually hilarious like the kid today who kept begging his mom to take him home so he could have some string cheese. As he kept hitting the resend button on that vocal tweet, my brain kept hearing string TREES, so I stopped working on the article I had been trying to complete and knocked this piece out. Thank you annoying child and his mom who finally went home after something like a thousand requests for processed dairy product!