My parents couldn't be prouder.
Jail isn't anything like it is in the movies.
The walls aren't gray, the doors aren't metal bars, the orange jumpshits aren't at all as comfortable as they look, and the guards aren't intimidating...they're just idiots.
I felt as though I was a frustrated customer in an extremely unorthodoxed store rather than an inmate.
The only scary thing about it is it just gets pretty lonely in there.
I was lucky though, I had a partner in crime, (<--haha, I'm a criminal now!)...I was blessed with the company of a tweaker named Tracy. She was great. We rode along side of each other in the paddy-wagon, had our wrists cut by our handcuffs together, checked in, struggled with taking out our piercings, were put in a temporary cell, AND checked out together. As crazy as she was she was probably thee most enlightnening person I've ever met. She definitely made quite a cameo appearance in the novel of my life.
The last thing I told her before she rode away with her son, I said,
"I know I'll see you again, but never again in here."
I'm never going back.
I need help.
I also now need a job.
I was fired and arrested all in the same day...but it's days like those I've gotten used to, now.
The walls aren't gray, the doors aren't metal bars, the orange jumpshits aren't at all as comfortable as they look, and the guards aren't intimidating...they're just idiots.
I felt as though I was a frustrated customer in an extremely unorthodoxed store rather than an inmate.
The only scary thing about it is it just gets pretty lonely in there.
I was lucky though, I had a partner in crime, (<--haha, I'm a criminal now!)...I was blessed with the company of a tweaker named Tracy. She was great. We rode along side of each other in the paddy-wagon, had our wrists cut by our handcuffs together, checked in, struggled with taking out our piercings, were put in a temporary cell, AND checked out together. As crazy as she was she was probably thee most enlightnening person I've ever met. She definitely made quite a cameo appearance in the novel of my life.
The last thing I told her before she rode away with her son, I said,
"I know I'll see you again, but never again in here."
I'm never going back.
I need help.
I also now need a job.
I was fired and arrested all in the same day...but it's days like those I've gotten used to, now.