Retail Tales: Black egg library man
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.