Jonesing for Germ-X

As mentioned in the previous post, we've been closed while we have new carpet installed.  And we're still having to tell people that we're closed.  Today, a lady came in and asked to copy something (man, people miss the damn copier, don't they?), I stopped a guy in the parking lot when I got to work (uh, we're closed... need to return those books?) and a guy walked in yesterday afternoon wanting to use a computer.  (He said this AFTER walking past the giant closed sign, seeing the moved furniture and seeing that the PCs were unplugged AND moved.  Moron.)  And we kicked out two people who'd walked into the back foyer and proceeded to look at the biographies that had been stacked on a table while we moved shelves. 

Me:  Sir?  I'm sorry, we're closed.
Patron:  Oh? (continues to look at books)
Me:  There's a big sign on the door stating that we're closed.
Patron:  Well, I walked right past it. (CONTINUES to look at books)
Me:  Sir.  You're going to have to leave. 
Patron:  Are these books for sale?
Me:  No, sir.  We have to move the books so we can move the shelves.  We're getting new carpet.
Patron.  (again) Oh.  (CONTINUES TO LOOK AT BOOKS)
Me:  Sir.  I'm sorry, you have to leave.
Patron:  Oh.  Uh, okay.

OMFG. 

We've been blessed to have the help of some of the inmates from the local jail.  Most of the guys have been busting their asses helping - scraping the carpet pad off the floor, hauling garbage to the dumpster, moving furniture, etc.  Pretty much, they do anything they're asked, as they're just happy to be out of the jail for a few hours.  We've had several different crews in for projects, but have gotten a few guys multiple times.  All in all, most of them are good guys who did something stupid and got caught.

Then there was the grizzly guy.  The only one who gave me the heebie jeebies.  But ya know, life goes and you do your own thing.  Until you're told that this same guy was spiking his coffee.  We kept coffee going for the guys, also letting them have soda, cookies, pizza, and more.  Apparently that wasn't enough for old grizzly.  He was making himself a cup of coffee and then spiking it with Germ-X, trying to get high. 

Um, EWW. 

He was reported to the guard in charge (the dude sitting on the other side of the library, not paying attention to his charges) and we hid the Germ-X.  Never a dull moment at the library!