The guy at the library.

Yesterday I went to the library to get some tax forms printed out. I was sitting at the computer terminal. At the terminal beside me, I hear, “Look, you better call me or I will tell your wife where you slept last night.” I looked over at the guy sitting next to me, he pulls out his phone, looks at it, and then puts it back in his pocket. About 2 minutes later the same thing happens.

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Hermit, long distance hiker, primitive cabin dweller, seeker.

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