Wednesday, October 17, 2007
okay so tonight i was working as i always am on tuesday nights.. and it was uneventful..i was just walking around and i went and listened to the opera singers practicing for 'the marriage of figero' (which i am supposed to go to for humanities.. but i don't know if i can get myself to go.. ) and on the radio's some kids got busted trying to roast marshmellows on the lights at the bell tower, it made me chuckle just a little bit.. and then as i am walking around i run into a man probably about 50 and he asks me if i have seen a college age girl (his daughter) wearing a long white formal skirt and a pink silk top.. she had just had a recital and he hadn't seen her since it ended.. probably about half an hour earlier.. and he had her change of clothes and whatnot.. and i hadn't seen her but i told him i would keep my eyes out for her.. well i walk around the building a couple more times and i come across the same man with another girl who was at the concert.. still with no sign of his daughter. he had just called the police and so i called dispatch to make sure that they were sending an officer over... they told me to call on the phone ( i had called on the radio) and so i did and they told me to step away from mr. fairbanks and asked me if the idea of her being missing was reasonable and that there was an officer on the way. they called me a couple more times on the radio (which has only happened once before working at the hfac.. and it was just to open a door) and so i was feeling a little important for once.. and inadequate. Well.. after talking to her father i learned that they are really dependent on eachother.. she has no car, he was her ride, and the reason they are so dependent on eachother is because her mother is deceased. The officer showed up and we organized a search on the whole building.. i stayed stationary with the father and the friend from the recital in case they needed, or we needed to get a hold of the officers. i definetly stayed late.. as eleven o clock passed... but i wanted to know where this white female, slender with medium length brown hair about 5 ft 8 in. was. As time passed i could see the worry in her father grow... and i didn't know what to say to him. he kept listing the possibilities and whenever he got to the idea that 'something bad happened' he could barely say it. Well after a search of the building no stacy was found.. the officers were sending her dad home to see if she had been there.. i was praying that things would be okay.. and i know everyone else was.. they'd since opened the search up to the rest of campus security and officers and right before her dad left.. they found her.. turns out that she had gone to the library.. yes in her formal wear, her high heels, her white skirt in the rain.. and didn't tell her dad. i was so happy for him... he was just overjoyed when he heard that. i don't really know how to end this story. but i will say this. if he had had a cell phone, this might have never happened (even though i won't lie and i'm kinda glad it did) and if her 'pay as you go' cell phone had been 'payed' then we could have tracked her down without gettin everyone involved.