Showing posts with label mentally ill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mentally ill. Show all posts

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Perv update

This morning a staff member reported someone sleeping behind the A/C units when she came in the building. I came in a different way so I didn't see him myself. I felt bad but called the police, mainly on account of the creepy guy we had in the other night exposing himself to young women.

After a while I walked around to the back of the building and saw the police car turning around to leave. The homeless guy was walking away from us, and I noticed he had the same general build as the perv from the other night, so I got the officer's attention and asked if he had a teardrop tattoo under his eye. When she said yes I knew it was the same guy. She immediately went after him and issued a no-trespass order (yay!), and was even trying to see whether her boss would allow her to arrest him.

So I'm hoping that's the last we'll see of this guy.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Attack of the perv!

Today I became aware of a pervy perverson who has been exposing himself to young girls at the library. He sits down next to them at a table and shows them his junk. Of course, by the time I find out about it he's long gone, although I think I know who it is.

So we called the police just so they could write up a report. And if he comes back in again we'll trespass him right away, so it's not a major issue, but it's just another in a long line of exasperating issues for us to deal with.

We are truly seeing all facets of society. This facet, I would definitely like to see less of!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Crazy alert!

In the last week or so we've had a crazy man in the library. He comes in nearly every day and spends literally all day on the computer working on some kind of complicated-looking spreadsheet, so obviously he has some skillz. Most of the time he's pretty quiet (although he clears his throat an awful lot), but every now and then he starts talking loudly to himself about cell phones and surveillance, so I guess he's got some kind of conspiracy theory that "they" are spying on him through cell phones.

When he starts getting agitated, of course the other customers complain. But he seems to be aware when he needs to calm himself down: he leaves his computer and goes all the way back in the corner of the stacks and lies down on the floor for a few minutes. He always manages to get back to his computer before it times out, though. Must have some kind of sixth sense, 'cause I don't think he owns a watch. I've seen him on the floor and even though we have a "no sleeping" policy, I don't really want to confront him 'cause, well for starters, he's crazy, AND I think he's actually doing something that helps him be LESS crazy, at least for the next little while. So, you know, he's dealing with it.

This evening a guy came up and said he thought he saw this guy on America's Most Wanted, so of course I looked him up right away but didn't see anyone who looked enough like him to be alarmed. At least not about THAT, anyway.

Another guy came up and said he thinks we ought to get this guy some help with his illness. So what, we're supposed to call in a psychiatrist? We actually did call the police the other night just for a consultation but since the guy isn't really doing anything illegal there wasn't much of anything he could do.

The other problem is that he's not at all clean and smells pretty bad. We actually have a policy about that, too (we have a policy for nearly everything), but that's another thing I don't really want to confront him about. "Excuse me, sir, I know you're crazy but I noticed that your body odor is disgusting. I'm sorry, but our policy requires you to maintain acceptable bodily hygiene. If you can't do that you will have to leave." Can you imagine THAT encounter? Not only that, but bathing is prohibited in the library as well, so he can't even GET clean in our library.

All the staff is aware of him and basically our approach is to leave him alone unless he starts getting loud, whereupon we will approach him and politely ask, "Is everything all right, sir? Is there anything I can help you with?" We've also taken to disabling the computers next to where he's sitting to reduce his olfactory impact on other customers.

I've noticed that people like him seem to move on after a while, so maybe we'll get lucky and he'll stop coming.