Jerry lived on my dorm hall at my small Southern Baptist college back in the 1970s. Jerry was a college heavyweight wrestler. Jerry had a student job at the college library as the guy who checked backpacks for library books at the exit.
One night a streaker started at the 3rd floor of the library and ran naked through the 3rd, 2nd, and finally main floors of the library, yelling and flailing his arms for attention. He finished with a lap around the little old ladies who worked at the main desk, then ran right past Jerry, who had watched his progress around the main floor with some amusement.
Jerry let the naked guy run past. The little old lady head librarian asked Jerry why he didn't stop the naked guy. Jerry looked her straight in the eye and said, "He didn't have a backpack for me to check."
Jerry lived on my dorm hall at my small Southern Baptist college back in the 1970s. Jerry was a college heavyweight wrestler. Jerry had a student job at the college library as the guy who checked backpacks for library books at the exit.
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Jerry let the naked guy run past. The little old lady head librarian asked Jerry why he didn't stop the naked guy. Jerry looked her straight in the eye and said, "He didn't have a backpack for me to check."
Mikee, Jerry was just doing his job and no more...what a character :-)
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