In Your Dreams...

As this is officially my first blog, I genuinely hope it is a good one. I have decided after working here far more than the usual 3 hours a week, that there just are not enough people blogging on the West Desk. Every time I pull it up, it seems that the same blog is glaring back at me. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the bloggers out there, but here is a call for comments. What I pose to all of you is a glance into your dreams. I don't necessarily mean you need to tell me about Prince Charming or Lady Love (although, I would love to hear those too!). I want to hear about your Library Security dreams. The wackiest, scariest, most whimsical, witty or ridiculous dreams you have had that involve our special forces. To begin...I will share mine of late that inspired this blog.

It happened about a week ago. (Bubbly music and blurring of vision now....) I had closed the library, and it was now after midnight when I decided I would actually sleep in the library. For some reason I assumed that it was necessary for me to stay in the library overnight. Oddly enough, I also believed that I would sleep while watching CCure and the cameras and manning the radio. I suppose in my dreams I am some kind of superwoman who is all knowing and all aware, even while sleeping. Or is it only in my dreams.....? Okay, on with the dream. So, I decided that the spare bed that seemed to be readily available would suffice for the night. I pulled it out into the middle of the walkway past the 3ms on the East side. How I got it past the 3ms, I don't know. It's a dream, right? Everything is easier in a dream.

But here's when the action takes place. Here I am getting some z's, when a female patron decides she will finally leave the library--3 hours after it closed. I immediately wake up. The thiefwoman sees that I have eyed her. Somehow, I know that of the three books in her hand, ONE is not checked out to her. I soar from the bed across the atrium and through the west door where thiefwoman has just "violated the door." Imagine the scene--the darkness and emptiness of campus at 3am, two women are seen streaming across the sidewalk area outside the west atrium doors. I quickly catch up with the woman, pounce on her, and throw her to the ground. I don't remember reading her any rights, but with that kind of a catch, I probably should have. I took repossession of the books and dragged thiefwoman back into the library with me, only to FI her and send her on her merry way. The end. (Bubbly music and more blurring....)

I know...it's an amazing story. It probably has blockbuster potential. Mr. Spielberg, you know where to reach me. We may need to fix the ending a little, but I think it will definitely cause a boom at the boxoffice.

So anybody else want to try....?