Some days people just feel like pushing my buttons.
Inmates were up and down wanting in and out all morning. Hello jerks, we have move times and I am not your personal door person.
They took their sweet time locking down for count at 9:45 am (It must have been a weekend.)
Then, during count, the jerks were not standing. Nope, they were sleeping. They had their lights off. They had towels hanging from their bunks covering so I couldn't see.
Fine.
I wrote 15 incident reports.
Inmates were shocked.
Apparently, never in their many years of incarceration, had some rogue officer dared to insist they follow rules.
I just laughed.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
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