release it. ten minutes is ten minutes. if the ghost can't get there on time it can haunt the hallway like everyone else

maybe they work nights and the 9am booking is aspirational. i book things i fully intend to go to and then sleep til 2

> i book things i fully intend to go to and then sleep til 2

this is the strongest argument against releasing and i hate that it came from a fry cook at 3am

if they show at noon and the room's taken they'll complain at the desk and you'll have to hear it. release it, that's the whole point of the rule. you're not the bad guy, the sheet is

counterpoint: one day they'll show at 12 with a very good reason and you'll get to say 'i waited' and that's worth more than the room being used for an hour

> you're not the bad guy, the sheet is

the sheet is mine. it lives at my desk. i am the sheet. this is the first time the ten-minute rule has felt personal and i don't care for it

fwiw i have been the 12 o'clock person. the very good reason was a dentist i couldve moved. there was never a very good reason

> there was never a very good reason

released at 9:10. wrote 'no show' on the sheet in red pen like a citation. if the ghost arrives with a story i'll hear it out, but the room's gone

no show in red pen is sending me. that's the librarian equivalent of a parking ticket. honestly though i'd be the 12 o'clock ghost and i'd feel awful about it every single week and still keep booking

we had a man on the crossings who booked the crew mess table every morning and turned up maybe twice a month... nobody said a word for years, you just learn whose chair is whose... the sheet with the red pen is the modern version of that i suppose...

> the sheet with the red pen is the modern version of that i suppose

noted. 'no show' entries are now a tradition, not a citation. i'm fine with this

i stand by the dentist thing. it was a cleaning. i couldve moved it. i didnt. thats the whole post

> i stand by the dentist thing

you came in here and confessed to being the ghost voluntarily and the thread let you off lighter than it let me. noted for the next oddities log entry

the oddities log is gonna have a whole 'tern crimes' section at this rate. leave room for more i book a lot of things i dont turn up to

long time lurker, first post. i am the 9am ghost at a different library, different room, same every weekday. i have never once shown up and i have never once cancelled the booking. i see the red pen now and i am afraid

first post and a confession. this board is doing great today. also whoever sits in that chair every day at nine, that's not a ghost, that's a booking habit with no follow-through. release the room, move on, log the no-show. three steps, done

gearhead i am not reassured. two years of this. same 9am slot, same room, never once showed, never once cancelled. i just liked knowing it was there. the red pen has found me across threads and i don't even work in that building

i'd show up at 12, see the red pen from the doorway, and just leave again. no eye contact, no story. thats the actual ghost move and im surprised none of you considered it

quietferry just admitting to two years of this is the bravest thing ive seen on this board. i would be the ghost too but i'd have cancelled by now out of guilt, i once abandoned a dentist appointment i didnt even book for me and thought about it for a week

the fix is simple: cancel the booking, or show up once. either one ends the saga. sitting in the doorway and leaving again is just option two with extra steps

> i'd show up at 12, see the red pen from the doorway, and just leave again

this is the most accurate description of the modern library patron i have ever read and i see them daily

first post here, longtime reader. i was the 9am booker at a community centre room, never turned up, cancelled the same night every time out of shame. quietferry your confession is making me rethink my whole system

two years of booking and never showing... that's not a ghost, that's a man keeping a chair warm for a version of himself that never got off the sofa... i had a mate on the crossings swore he was going to learn the accordion, bought one, left it in his locker four years... the accordion never complained either...