Watcha waiting for? Next December. Maybe the 13th
- ltr2s.m.?
Work was hectic. busy. Issue of homeless drug addict shooting up in the middle of the night, then littering what might be needles infected with whatever diseases he may have contracted living off the streets of Boyles Heights Library
While shuffling the stacks for order, I find myself reaching deep into the lowly lit shafts of bookshelves, where magazines fall thru and never come back. It would look odd if I were to wear rubber gloves for handling empty food wrappers and candy wrappers. I’d hate to get AIDS or something worse if I was ever cut because I reach back there w/o protection.
