Working the night shift

As I sit here and notice how quiet a Friday night in the library is my mind wanders. Fridays here are so quiet, the hard-core dedicated kids are here actually studying. They know that this is the best time to work since all the typical trouble makers are busy killing brain cells at the local bars. I remember when I used to work nights at the 'ol University, in a land far from here, and saw the most interesting things. Generally it was quiet, hardly anything exciting but when stuff happened it was crazy.

Like the time the Cross Country team decided to streak the library one very cold fall night. 25 people, both men and women, ran throughout the library, all floors, and back out as if it was a normal victory parade. It was charming.

Then there were the kids that were making publicity posters for their student group's fundraiser. There were rumors about naked photos being taken in one of the study rooms on the second floor. Thankfully this happened several years ago, otherwise the evidence very well may be prime for a MySpace posting. Fortunately for those kids posting photos on websites was a skill many lacked.

My all time favorite:
The biology department honor society kids and the physics department kids fist fighting over study rooms. Now that's dedication. This fight was huge, an academic turf war. Several students became involved and luckily it went outside before others got hurt. Still, it made for a very interesting night. Several jokes were heard all over campus about the "Bio-brutes" and the "Physa-crushers" having a row. That was classic.