Miss Manners

Now that I no longer live close enough to home to spend my lunch breaks there, I often go down the street to the library to play on Myspace, browse Flickr, try to figure out Facebook, and basically do all of the other internet sort of things that the new filters at work no longer allow me to do from the comfort of my desk. It's also nice just to get out of the building for awhile. However, there's one big downfall of public library internet visits.

The public. At the library. Also using the internet.

The guy I've sat next to on two separate occasions who says every single thing he types out loud aside, today was the best example of why I really need to get the internet at home.

First, I was sitting next to a girl who was chewing gum REALLY loudly. And wetly. It sounded like she was a lion feasting on a dead antelope. Like if you tried to get near her gum, she'd bite your fingers off cause she didn't want to miss enjoying even one juicy, bloody bite. After a few minutes, I figured out that if I plugged the ear closest to her, I couldn't hear the chomping and slurping, but that only worked until I wanted to type something.

Finally, she left. And just as I was rejoicing on the inside and settling in for some chatting with Miss Kyle, a new guy came and sat down. And this guy smelled like farts.

Not LIKE he farted. Like he was one big fart himself.

I came back to work. I think I'll read for awhile...