Retail Tales: Black egg library man

19 August 2010

blackegg A broad giant of a man regularly visited the library where I once worked (we sold old books and carrier bags so yes, it DOES count as retail), but only on the evenings when it was open late.

He had a dyed-black mullet, but the dye had ran from his head and stained most of his brow. Around his neck were a set of jumbo headphones worn back to front with the headband clamped across his throat. Protruding from the back pocket of his jeans during one visit was a small silver plastic saxophone.

He normally carried a bag containing among other things a camera, which he used to photograph random shelves and their books. After a while he would retire to the reading area and settle down at a table near the periodicals. From out of the bag he would pull pictures of Pokemon-style cartoon characters as well as a bunch of Japanese magazine articles.

He would then spend half an hour or so carefully studying them and arranging them in a formation which he was happy with, before packing them all away in his bag and departing. At the end of each visit he would leave behind on the table a hard boiled egg which has been dyed the same jet black colour as his hair.

This ritual occurred twice a week without fail. We didn’t know what to do – we were just a humble library.

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6 comments

  • Nobby
    You always get freaks in libraries. And some of the public that go in are a bit strange too.
  • The B.
    Saxamaphone not saxophone.
  • Morris F.
    But why are you telling us this?
  • Big G.
    Did you bum him Andy?
  • Wonkey H.
    Yeah, we've just talked about in the office, and the overwhelming thought was that probably did.
  • 3,5,7,9
    he was a coal miner and it was a big ball of bogies

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