Non-Euclidean Lasagne

I go into the bathroom and see a disposal box for used needles. The stall is held up for fifteen+ minutes by a bum talking openly on his phone. When I come back later, I notice the lock is completely broken off. It stays that way on each return visit.

I go into the reading area. Two former convicts are loudly discussing what they do to each other. “She’s in prison cuz she tried hitting me. But if I hit back, I’d go back to prison.”

“Well how many times have you hit me?”

“Well it depends how many times you fucked me, and punched my c*nt, and…” etc. The woman continues loudly swearing at nothing long after her “friend” has left. Numerous wrappers are left strewn about after leaving herself.

I go into a small study room. The gentleman in heavily layered clothes next door is scream-laughing at something on his tablet while giving commentary to no one. One of the librarians stops by, asking him to please quiet down and not hide his face (It’s a policy even students have to abide by). He argues with her for five minutes, claiming discrimination.