First Post+The Permanent Scarring of My Innocent Mind. (Long, but an epic)

[RebeccaOTool]

O_O; Suddenly, mu joblessness doesn't seem so bad.

[PepperElf]

my first thought it... i hope the courts forced her to get an STD check. Because putting her bodily fluids on you if she's infected can count as a separate assault charge. And if she is HIV+ it becomes a manslaughter attempt.

*slips you some industrial strength hand and mind sanitizer*

[Technobill]

Well, updates for all now.

But first, some clarification. I kinda messed up in the first post, didn't quite give you the full background. First off, I work in a private library, which was built, is owned, and is maintained by one donor; albeit a very rich one. Second, I should clarify everything else regarding my schedule. I work a total of 20hrs a week in the summer, and 10 hours a week in the school year, barring circumstances. The summer pay, is $10 an hour, and the school year pay is $15, because the mysterious rich donor wants me to stay in school and work hard at the same time. (I'm not complaining.) Also, the phone lady happened a week ago, I didn't post the next two days because I wasn't sure if it was too long, and if my first post would be approved by the moderators.

So anyways, I went back to work a few days after all spiffed up and nice, suit and all, because I'm having an interview with a college admissions officer after work. So, I do my stuff, reshelve books, and the such, knock on the carrel's doors before opening them, clean those, help numerous children find books on whales and other marine life.

And then, work ends at 9 AM, and who should walk in the door at exactly 9:01 AM, Mr. John A Doe, admissions officer, Harvard University. Oh shit.

Thankfully, the interview goes well, he's an avid Obama supporter, so we talk about that, and politics in general. We go over what I do at the library, I decide against telling him the phone story, and I tell him about life in general. Then, at 9:30, he leaves, and holds the door open for Officer Q, the arresting officer from yesterday.

More background. Officer Q is a good family friend. I hang out with his kids, and I go over to their house a lot. He's also my uncle, so I'm not surprised to see him here.

Here's what happens,

Q: I need you to come to the station now, regarding phone lady.
Me: Must I?
Q: Yup, we need a statement from you.
Me: (Innocent that I am) OK.

We walk to the station, talk about the interview, and go in the front door. There is phone lady, at the bail desk, with someone richish looking. Shit. She's just been bailed out by her rich brother in law. My uncle is not happy. He takes my statement, escorts me back to the library, and goes to yell at the bail officer.

--Today's Events--

I'm working happily, but sleepily, on my early morning 6AM to 10AM shift today, doing the same as always, when I notice there is a large suitcase on top of a shelf.

Pause a moment. Our shelves are about 10 feet high, and this is a big suitcase. If it fell, it could seriously hurt someone. Nevermind why there is a suitcase on top of a bookshelf, it just has to be removed.

Right, so I'm on the ladder, removing said suitcase when I hear a voice below. The voice says, "You're dead sonny boy." Suddenly, I'm falling, and I land whump, on the tile floor, Whereupon something lands on me, another thing lands on the other thing, I hear a faint battle cry, and I black out.

Now, what I find out later is that phone lady put the suitcase up there, and waited around for me. Then, she charged the bottom of the ladder, making me fall about 10ft onto tile flooring, and the ladder on top of me. Then, she takes the suitcase, and hits me with it. Whereupon, me being the scrawny 17 year old, blacks out.

Oh yes, the battle cry was my supervisor, the afore mentioned cool one, who has just returned from two consecutive tours of duty in Afghanistan with the special forces, tackling this woman and holding her to the ground while pressing the panic button, bringing Officer/Uncle Q, along with half the police station, to his aid.

Now, I can't give anymore details regarding phone lady, because Uncle Q says not to, what with the whole legality and all, but I can tell you about me. I'm in our local hospital right now, because they're too afraid of taking a chance. My leg's broken in two places, I've got a nasty bruise in the shape of a ladder on my arm, and I can't hear out of my left ear. Although, this had been an issue before, so it just may be aggravated by phone lady.

Ugh, a simple weirdo story has turned into this. I'm not sure I would have posted about it last night if I had known it would escalate so far in a matter of twelve hours. I'll keep you posted though.

my first thought it... i hope the courts forced her to get an STD check. Because putting her bodily fluids on you if she's infected can count as a separate assault charge. And if she is HIV+ it becomes a manslaughter attempt.

Just saw this, and I think I failed to mention it. Said stickiness was some sort of fluid thing, that came out of a tube, its called KY Jelly. I don't know what this is, should I be worried?

[marty]

Well, congratulations. The mono hasn't made me sick to my stomach, but your story has.

Welcome to the wonderful world of personal hells, and my gawd, man, may this be the worst that ever happens to you, because you can't get much more horrible than that. And I second/third/whatever the follow up.

[RedRoseSpiral]

O_O; Suddenly, mu joblessness doesn't seem so bad.

Yes, that is the one good thing about this story. It makes us jobless ones feel oh so much better.

I am so sorry you had to go through that. I think this goes on my top ten list of disgusting things that go on at work places. Actually, this is going to be the new number one.

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

1. Dude, sick.

2. I can't be the only one thinking "Who needs porn shops/your own computer when they can go rent a study room at your library?" I've never come across a study room that was so well-equipped as yours, plus near-total privacy as long as nobody comes along to clean the room or do something else in there.

3. I too want to know what happens with this dry-pool diving team member.

[videodrone]

Oh...my...god...

I'm sorry that happened to you.
I'm not even sure how to respond to this. wha...
Congrats on keeping your cool? I'm not sure how I would've reacted in your situation. I think I would've stopped just short of killing that woman with my bare hands.

[otakuneko]

Um. Holy crap.

[MoonChild2007]

Oh my blog!

I am assumung you saw Juno? Sorry lame.

But yeah, that is disgusting and she is a registered sex offender? Oh wow.

[Rapscallion]

Just saw this, and I think I failed to mention it. Said stickiness was some sort of fluid thing, that came out of a tube, its called KY Jelly. I don't know what this is, should I be worried?

KY jelly is a general lubricant that is perfectly safe for pretty much everyone - a few people can't deal with it, but most can.

Rapscallion

[depechemodefan]

Now, what I find out later is that phone lady put the suitcase up there, and waited around for me. Then, she charged the bottom of the ladder, making me fall about 10ft onto tile flooring, and the ladder on top of me. Then, she takes the suitcase, and hits me with it. Whereupon, me being the scrawny 17 year old, blacks out.

That F***ed up, crazy s***-eating whore that not even the dogs would bugger, who no doubt puts on her hooker gear when the fleet comes in, whose ph. number must be on bathroom stalls from Maine to Oregon, who needs her ass kicked by every attendent at ALA with steel tipped boots made a trap for you? I hope the prosecutor will have her on charges of attempted murder. OMG, I hope you are doing ok! Hopefully you will get better! And hope everything went well with the admissions officer. And I hope someone can pull string for you for a full scholarship over at Harvard (unless you are waiting for another college to accept you).

Just wow. And she has a rich uncle. F*** that S***, she should be locked up. She might have the time of her life in jail, but she will be out of the public.

Though I have to be honest, I wouldn't have climbed up to get the suitcase, I would have gotten the manager first.

Though I would love to see your manager tackling her. Hope he busted her spleen. (Ok, not MOD approved, but it's just the sentiment).

[Reyneth]

That stunt better have gotten her bail revoked!

[Evil Queen]

Wow. This lady has issues.

Welcome to the forum, I hope everything turns out okay. How's your leg?

[Forensic Waitress]

Oh my god, said in a very nasally voice. nothing has made my jaw drop like that updated post did.

You poor thing, I could think of nothing worse when I was your age to have something like that happen to me. Makes my time at Macca's seem like a dream job.

The best thing I can say to you is study and study hard and get a job away from these people. Good luck with the havard thing. Soo very jealous of that. Even though I don't even live in the states.

I'm sending you a mental hug, hope you get it.

[Hyndis]

I nominate this thread for being a war story. *MOD EDIT - War story nominations are to be sent via PM to a moderator.
And please do try to update on the situation if you can. Hope the injuries weren't too bad.

Sounds like you had concussion in addition to the broken leg, which is about par for the course for being knocked off a ladder. As for the "lady" who did that, attempting to murder the person she's on bail for assaulting will definitely cause her bail to be forfeited. And I would say attempted murder, probably even first degree, considering that she set up the trap, waited for you, and then attacked, resulting in you having substantial injuries. She was thwarted only by your military trained boss.


That seriously sucks.