juvenescence

I’m over at the Franklyn Public Library, which is sandwiched between a middle school and high school, doing some light research on Sacramento’s history for personal reasons (boredom and curiosity, I suppose). What made me think that lunchtime is the best time to drop by?

These teenage students are so awkward, obnoxious, and damn rackety with no manners for their elders (i.e. the Golden Girls librarian club).

WTF?!

Thank goodness for the great seating section for 18+ in the middle of the library. Although, it’s still too loud but that isn’t what’s bothering me. It’s the swarm of teenage girls chasing one another and teenage boys punching one another at a nearby table. I’m currently listening to a phone conversation in the corner of the library where a girl is whispering on her phone while a worried friend is caressing her hand. She’s making an appointment at Planned Parenthood. Classic.

I feel so old and perverted for being here.