so amid the chaos the other day, while i am trying to help many children at once, a kid comes up to me and says, "excuse me, but there's a crackhead sleeping in the library."
i look over to where he is pointing and sure enough there is a white-lipped woman with her head down on one of our tables.
"well," i say, completely overwhelmed. "she isn't bothering anyone."
"but she's a crackhead!"
"look," i tell him, "i need to focus on the children's room."
he walks off muttering about crackheads and how it isn't right.
i agree, crackheads shouldn't be sleeping in the library. but i have bigger problems.
just an aside: i don't think i could have correctly identified a crackhead at the age of 8. that's a little disturbing.
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You're right, that IS disturbing that he would know that at age 8. But your attitude towards the sleeping crackhead is so funny!
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