A friend of mine from a public library shared this email with me, which they had received from a co-worker:
Two parole officers came to children’s desk looking for an Hispanic man, in a wheelchair, with missing teeth. I had not seen such a person since I came on children’s desk at 12:15. They said they would go out to their car and return with a photo of him and a card with their number so we could call if we saw this man. They never returned. They said this man should not be in the children’s section.
No shit, right? I love the description of this dire individual. This is normal for the public library.