Last night after choir practice, I went home and tried my best to stay awake. Our library open house event this year begins at midnight, and is a game patterned after the movie Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. I am tired, and I drift off several times. Finally, it is 11:30 pm and I gather my stuff and head for the car for the 3 minute drive back to work.
Students are gathering, and our student workers and staff have gotten into the spirit of the game, dressing for the area they will be working at. For example, I am in the party room, and I wear my flashy red jacket and black velvet pants with long dangling earring of 'diamonds.' One of the waiters is wearing his tux. Two girls are in formal evening attire. The nurse in the hospital area is wearing scrubs. Props are in place. Signs are posted. The registration table is set up. I climb the stairs to my assigned room, grateful that I will be able to sit down. I hear the gate go down, and the game begins.
Participants have also dressed for the event. Some of the teams are all in black, secret agent attire for sure. They scurry about, trying to be clandestine while accomplishing their goal of finding the lost item. Here and there they get a fake clue and have to backtrack. Someone on their team gets kidnapped and ends up in jail. Someone else may get shot and have to go to the hospital for a time out. Or they could get caught in a sandstorm. Everyone seems to enjoy the chase, some even get a bit carried away. Over all, they are introduced to both the space and the faces they will encounter in our library over the course of the upcoming semesters.
It all moves along quickly, and by 1 pm we are drawing names for the prizes. I sneak out early, leaving the wrap up to those who have a bit more stamina than I do. Fun! Imagine that. At the library of all places. I think we will do this again next year. We'll see what the survey tells us.
Students are gathering, and our student workers and staff have gotten into the spirit of the game, dressing for the area they will be working at. For example, I am in the party room, and I wear my flashy red jacket and black velvet pants with long dangling earring of 'diamonds.' One of the waiters is wearing his tux. Two girls are in formal evening attire. The nurse in the hospital area is wearing scrubs. Props are in place. Signs are posted. The registration table is set up. I climb the stairs to my assigned room, grateful that I will be able to sit down. I hear the gate go down, and the game begins.
Participants have also dressed for the event. Some of the teams are all in black, secret agent attire for sure. They scurry about, trying to be clandestine while accomplishing their goal of finding the lost item. Here and there they get a fake clue and have to backtrack. Someone on their team gets kidnapped and ends up in jail. Someone else may get shot and have to go to the hospital for a time out. Or they could get caught in a sandstorm. Everyone seems to enjoy the chase, some even get a bit carried away. Over all, they are introduced to both the space and the faces they will encounter in our library over the course of the upcoming semesters.
It all moves along quickly, and by 1 pm we are drawing names for the prizes. I sneak out early, leaving the wrap up to those who have a bit more stamina than I do. Fun! Imagine that. At the library of all places. I think we will do this again next year. We'll see what the survey tells us.
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