I Had To Go Back Inside...



My personal tree.



We had just closed up for the night. Everything was locked, shut-down and unplugged.  Chairs were tucked in. Books were put away. The DVD cart was empty.

We double checked to make sure the doors were locked.

Then we left.

Out in the parking lot, however, we saw that the big Christmas tree in the upstairs window was full of lights!  Dang it! The pages forgot to unplug it.  It's the weekend and it's in the big, main window upstairs for all the City to see... we can't leave it like that.

My co-worker and I look at each other and give a tiny little whine. We have to go back inside.  THIS, after the latest, big scare - we have to go back inside the library after hours... after dark.

In we go. "Don't scare me ghostie!" I say.  I hear giggles...  It's my co-worker giggling at me. "You know what happens to those that stick around after we close up." she teases.  I whine  a little more and flip on EVERY SINGLE light switch at the main panel.

"You come with me!" I tell her. "Well, I'm not staying here alone! Of course I'm going with you!"  she tells me.

We run upstairs. Literally. We are RUNNING up the stairs. Speed walking past the Sci-Fi section, we go to the tree, quickly unplug it and run back down stairs.  I give one more little order to the ghosties to NOT scare me and we flip off all of the light switches on the panel.

Off go a few more workroom lights and scurry out the employee entrance door we go.

In the parking lot once again, we nervously laugh, out of breath.  We didn't see anything more that night.  I haven't seen anything since.  However, I do remind the Pages to unplug everything upstairs. I've even taken to double checking them or unplugging everything, for them, if I have the time.