Dear fellow Multnomah County Library Users, I'm poor. I'm trying to save a buck. I don't even have the internet for Gods Sake. I work at a fucking grocery store dealing with your pathetic, whiney OCD bullshit about how your gluten free cookie can't be in the same bag as the one with nuts. At the end of a long day, I just want to go home & listen to the latest hipster music Terry Gross has been gushing about. I go to the stinky downtown library, weave through the bums waiting in line to watch porn on the open computers, get the cd, touch some questionable doorknobs, go home, I pop it in to my CD player. Its fucking scratched. It skips. WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING TO SCRATCH IT? Rubbing it on your new recycled bamboo office flooring? When you changed the batteries in your 1998 walkman, did a spring bust & it popped out, rolling down Mt Tabor? I don't know about you, but mine only goes from the case to the player. Period. Don't be a dick.