Some of my earliest memories are in the Berryessa Public Library. I’d go there with the family as a wee child and then alone as a teenager and adult. It wasn’t until adulthood that I would start sneaking in Slurpees into the library from the neighboring 7-Eleven. Usually something blue. I’d poke around the bookshelves and study desks as if nothing happened.
Open drinks feel taboo in libraries, but I’d rationalize it by telling myself that I’d be extra quiet with the slurping noises when I’m drinking out of a straw. It’s a library after all.
But those days are over:
I wonder what made the librarians snap. I’m surprised it took this long. Sticky drinks don’t mix too well with paperback books and plastic keyboards, and it’s not like Slurpees and bubble teas are a recent invention.
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Mom and Colleen (and her mom) say I shouldn’t be drinking so much high fructose corn syrup anyway. Ho-hum.
