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[deza]

I was sitting at the desk a minute ago (covering for S while she was getting a car payment thingie straightened out). This guy walks up. Typical patron--glassy-eyed stare, shuffling, mumbling under his breath instead of talking. I asked him if I could help him, and he mumbled something. I asked him to repeat himself. He grabbed my arm and FUCKING BIT MY HAND!!!!!!!

I screamed, grab the last volume of the OED (just back from another patron), and whacked him upside the head. He... the side of his head caved in. He dropped.

Oh gods, I've killed someone. I think I'm going to be sick. There were maggots in his hair.

Sent N the custodian over to the carwash to grab one of the police people still investigating the shooting. P has washed out the teethmarks on my hand with alcohol and bandaged it. Hopefully we'll get an ambulance here soon.

I can't believe this.

Gonna go throw up now.

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[cscottd.livejournal.com]

There's definitely some crazy things going on today, but I'm not sure I'm quite ready to start throwing around the "Z" word yet.

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By the way, your post was the very first one I read today, before I found out what was going on.

Yikes. Just yikes.
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