I deliberately waited until later in the day to share this, and after reading it this morning I'm still kind of icked out. Today I got an email from my friend Jennie about an incident in her library. This is by far one of the most disgusting things I've heard of in recent memory, so consider yourself warned. Jennie writes:

So I was checking in some skeezy guy's books, and he was standing there staring at me, and the books *reek* of smoke. I can't even imagine how many cigarettes he had to have smoked around them to get them to smell like this. Anyway, so I get to the middle of the stack of the books, and there's *toenail clippings* on top of the books. I kind of expect the guy to apologize, but no. So I glare at him, throw the clippings in the trash, and he's still sort of smiling. I had to run to the bathroom, wash my hands, and let the full-body shudders work their way out of my system. Gah!

Are you as grossed out as I am? Jennie is such a nice person. I'm such a bitch I probably would have dumped the clippings into an envelope and returned them to him. That's probably why she is the director of her library and I'm the lowly reference librarian.

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