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Thanksgiving is right...
Oct. 7th, 2006 05:11 pmThe long week-end has finally arrived. And not a moment too soon. The world is going crazy, that is for certain, but it's a wonderful thing to be able to ring the bell, and say I want to get off the ride for a while. In this case, Canadian Thanksgiving is coming up on the Monday. And I am the happy recipient of 5 days off, having somehow been clever enough to book an extra 2 days off, months in advance. I must have been having a psychic moment at the time. Go me. *g*
Things have been full of the wacky at work, lately. We've had 2 separate incidents, within the last 2 weeks, where the police had to come to the Public Library and drag someone away in hand-cuffs, because they were getting way too aggressive. One altercation broke out by the Internet Terminals, over who knows what. Time allowed exceeded, or infringement of personal space, or any number of things. And the other guy was one who had been banned a few times before, but in this case for 6 months, for previous aggressive behaviour. 3 big cops show up, try to handle the situation peacably, talk the guy into just leaving. And this is a big guy. 6 foot 3, at least, and broad, and angry. In any case, he started throwing his weight around to the cops, and a small wrestling match later, he's treated to a free ride in one of their cruisers. And life goes on, and we serve the next person in line. It's a strange world, on occasion, but I'm still grateful to be there.
He always gave me the willies when we'd be leaving at 9 P.M. Because a lot of these guys are homeless, or simply unemployed, and they stay in the library until the last possible minute. And most of 'em are okay, don't mean any harm, just want somewhere they can sit down and rest. But a few of 'em, like this guy, are clearly so full of rage, at society, or whatever, and they just glare right through you. And there's always that little question, in the back of your mind, is this the night he's going to snap? I've been lucky, so far, and that right there is something to be thankful for.
I was supposed to go and get some groceries today, stock up and all that, and I just couldn't bring myself to leave my apartment. All I could think was that there are all those people out there, the public, and it was so nice and quiet and peaceful here. I don't know. I think that I'm just going to hide here, in my cozy bunker, and relax. But I'll be giving thanks for the return of my show. Supernatural. And my boys. *happy sigh* Which the Space Network is kindly showing, once again, at 7 P.M. Life is good.
Things have been full of the wacky at work, lately. We've had 2 separate incidents, within the last 2 weeks, where the police had to come to the Public Library and drag someone away in hand-cuffs, because they were getting way too aggressive. One altercation broke out by the Internet Terminals, over who knows what. Time allowed exceeded, or infringement of personal space, or any number of things. And the other guy was one who had been banned a few times before, but in this case for 6 months, for previous aggressive behaviour. 3 big cops show up, try to handle the situation peacably, talk the guy into just leaving. And this is a big guy. 6 foot 3, at least, and broad, and angry. In any case, he started throwing his weight around to the cops, and a small wrestling match later, he's treated to a free ride in one of their cruisers. And life goes on, and we serve the next person in line. It's a strange world, on occasion, but I'm still grateful to be there.
He always gave me the willies when we'd be leaving at 9 P.M. Because a lot of these guys are homeless, or simply unemployed, and they stay in the library until the last possible minute. And most of 'em are okay, don't mean any harm, just want somewhere they can sit down and rest. But a few of 'em, like this guy, are clearly so full of rage, at society, or whatever, and they just glare right through you. And there's always that little question, in the back of your mind, is this the night he's going to snap? I've been lucky, so far, and that right there is something to be thankful for.
I was supposed to go and get some groceries today, stock up and all that, and I just couldn't bring myself to leave my apartment. All I could think was that there are all those people out there, the public, and it was so nice and quiet and peaceful here. I don't know. I think that I'm just going to hide here, in my cozy bunker, and relax. But I'll be giving thanks for the return of my show. Supernatural. And my boys. *happy sigh* Which the Space Network is kindly showing, once again, at 7 P.M. Life is good.
