Oh good grief.
So. Crazy lady at one of our tables. She's talking loudly on the phone. I ask her to take the call outside. NOTE: I did *not* kick her out of the library. She ignores me, so I go get our security guard. As we get back to the adult area, she's already packed up and heading out. The guard escorts her—again, I did NOT kick her out—and she's gibbering madly. She leaves the library and starts complaining... to one of our book drops.
Never a dull moment.
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As she was walking out with our guard, she says, "I'm homeless. I'm not on drugs."
Maybe that's the problem, there.
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