Aug 05, 2008 02:40
I worked eight days straight and now it is my weekend. I'm going to Santa Cruz tomorrow to see Geoff for a couple days.
Work was stressful tonight, to say the least. We would book a few and then they'd bring a few more in. Just constantly 15 to 17 people waiting to be booked. And of course they were all complaining. About the size of the holding cell, about how long they had been in there, about the food, about the cops, about everything. This is something you learn very quickly when working with repeat offenders...it's always somebody else's fault (according to them). They will complain about anything and everything and blame everybody else for their problems. I'm learning to tune it out.
Okay I'm going to go read my Harry Potter books and enter a ~*~*~world of magic~*~*~ that isn't as depressing as real life.
work,
harry potter