That familiar burning sensation
Just when I thought I'd seen everything there was to see after 7 years of working at the library, suburban teenagers...you know, the ones we call America's future...figure out a way to surprise me once again.
We are now down one trash dumpster, and up one melted, flaming metal husk.
You read that right.
Some snot-nosed teenage shit-wits set fire to the library's dumpster.
As I described it in an iChat conversation, "Say, does our dumpster always emit white smoke?" *WHOOSH* "OH CRAP."
Dunno what they burned, or what was already inside, but it was really, really hot. As in, melting-through-metal-walls-in-two-places hot. Completely slagged the plastic cover, bent the hinge bar for said cover, peeled all the paint off, and just generally made a spectacular mess.
Never a dull day around these parts.
We are now down one trash dumpster, and up one melted, flaming metal husk.
You read that right.
Some snot-nosed teenage shit-wits set fire to the library's dumpster.
As I described it in an iChat conversation, "Say, does our dumpster always emit white smoke?" *WHOOSH* "OH CRAP."
Dunno what they burned, or what was already inside, but it was really, really hot. As in, melting-through-metal-walls-in-two-places hot. Completely slagged the plastic cover, bent the hinge bar for said cover, peeled all the paint off, and just generally made a spectacular mess.
Never a dull day around these parts.
posted by Aidan Novastral at 8:12 PM
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