I was picking up the usual truckload of books people remove from the shelves and just leave all over the place. I noticed a notebook on a display, but I left it alone, thinking the owner will pick it up. Thirty min. latter I still see it so I pick it up to take it to lost-and-found.
Being a curious person, I look at the first page, which had bank account information, like the number and which bank it was Wow, idiot to leave it behind.
Looking at another page, I see a personal ad. It seemed the person worked for the City, so I started to think it was one of the maintenance guys. Something about being a vet, then "I like to fuck 3 timse a day, 4 times a week...."
Wow, creepy, I really hope it isn't the maintenance guy. Then again, it could be one of our homeless regulars.
Being a curious person, I look at the first page, which had bank account information, like the number and which bank it was Wow, idiot to leave it behind.
Looking at another page, I see a personal ad. It seemed the person worked for the City, so I started to think it was one of the maintenance guys. Something about being a vet, then "I like to fuck 3 timse a day, 4 times a week...."
Wow, creepy, I really hope it isn't the maintenance guy. Then again, it could be one of our homeless regulars.
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