Conspiracy Theory
The librarians are out to get me... They watch me like hawks from all corners of the small local library, ever since I dared to eat my first apple in front of the computer. They tried to kick me out after numerous attempts to eat my apples, but they failed. I obnoxiously put the half-eaten apple back into my bag. Every time. Instead of leaving. So they have to watch. Because the apple might come out again! And the library will burn in hell for this. It's that serious. So they watch...
Because I camp out here all day long now, I have to eat. I'm human. And outside of home I don't know how else to eat other than while working, browsing the Internet, or, in the worst case scenario, reading. None of this is allowed. Their sole goal in life (two days a week) has now become to force me out of the library to eat in my car. But I win. Over and over. I hide the apple in my lap and sneak bites, here and there. Four apples! That's how many I finished successfully! I win! I win! I win!
And today I have brought carrots..
P.S. Clearly, not only the librarians, but also myself are the people who need to get a life.
Because I camp out here all day long now, I have to eat. I'm human. And outside of home I don't know how else to eat other than while working, browsing the Internet, or, in the worst case scenario, reading. None of this is allowed. Their sole goal in life (two days a week) has now become to force me out of the library to eat in my car. But I win. Over and over. I hide the apple in my lap and sneak bites, here and there. Four apples! That's how many I finished successfully! I win! I win! I win!
And today I have brought carrots..
P.S. Clearly, not only the librarians, but also myself are the people who need to get a life.