I'm doing 40 things
It was terrible. I’m not cut out for jail. The first night, they took away my glasses because supposedly I was a suicide risk (no way!). I was in “the hole”, totally blind, listening to the men go crazy. Scary.
The next day, I got the top bunk in a room with a really angry girl, who was plotting things to do to other people in there.
I read, and paced, and read and slept.
I was so out of my element it wasn’t even funny. I might as well have had a prom dress on. Thank the stars that I am somewhat likable, usually.
There was a little old lady who had bounced some checks, in there with the screaming, frustrated young women. I’m sorry, but elderly people should be in their own area. That was just wrong.
It was what it’s meant to be…terrible. And it was even worse than that. Some people have no sympathy for those that are incarcerated. I do. That was fucked and I was only there for 72 hours.
