...more writings from January 27, 2011
Later, after chow, I sat here reading some magazines I picked up in the library. Once 5:30 PM head count was finished the swamper came and asked if I knew how to fold laundry. By chance, I was a laundry trustee at Rock County Jail last year for a couple of months. Long enough to learn how to fold a lot of laundry fast. So, the C.O. came and let me out of my cell to fold laundry. Both the C.O. and the swamper said if I work out they'll let me out to help every night. I get to listen to the radio while doing something active. It passes time much faster. Not to mention, it's one step closer to becoming the next swamper too.
I helped him until 8:45 PM when we have to lock down for shift change, head count and lights out. I made some noodles quick for a snack and laid down to read after head count. Of course my damn cellmate slept most of the day so he decided to stay up most of the night doing God-knows-what. Sometimes, I just want to slap the shit out of him, but, I remind myself that I only have fifteen months to go... and he should be leaving next week.
~J. Doe
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Exploited Artist? or a Bogus Cellmate?
...a bit more written on Wednesday, January 26, 2011...
They passed out mail after cell clean-up earlier, didn't get any and honestly didn't expect any either. I suppose one day when I get something I'll enjoy it that much more due to the surprise involved. I signed up for a phone call at 7:15 PM. We only get one per week on A&E status. Hopefully they have some good news at home... Until then, I am going to cook some noodles and have a cup of coffee.
Well, while my noodles were cooking and I was standing at my sink having a cup off coffee both of the 2nd Shift C.O.s came to my door and opened our cell door.
I looked at them and said, "What's up?"
They replied with "I don't know, you tell me, you spoke first." I stood there silent wondering what this was all about. Then they said they were looking for an artist.
I said "Huh?
They repeated, "We're looking for an artist, someone who is good at art and can draw."
So, I turned and asked if they meant the writing and drawing on the wall. They said that's what they were talking about and wanted to know if I had anything to do with it. I said, "That was all here before I got here."
But, of course, they replied saying "No it wasn't, we document any sort of that stuff and there isn't anything about that. So, how about we get you boys some cleaning supplies and you two can scrub that off so we don't have to document this as being yours."
Sounded good to me, I sat here and watched my cellmate clean the walls while I wrote about it. Like I said, I didn't do it, I'm not cleaning it up. My cellmate didn't dispute this for obvious reasons. Now he's in the hall scrubbing doors, working his way down the hall. Doing his best to save face in front of his boys, telling them, "I'm just cleaning for something to do" I swear, I don't think he's stopped lying since he started to talk.
~J. Doe
I said, "I can't draw without a pencil." My cellmate opted to tell
They passed out mail after cell clean-up earlier, didn't get any and honestly didn't expect any either. I suppose one day when I get something I'll enjoy it that much more due to the surprise involved. I signed up for a phone call at 7:15 PM. We only get one per week on A&E status. Hopefully they have some good news at home... Until then, I am going to cook some noodles and have a cup of coffee.
Well, while my noodles were cooking and I was standing at my sink having a cup off coffee both of the 2nd Shift C.O.s came to my door and opened our cell door.
I looked at them and said, "What's up?"
They replied with "I don't know, you tell me, you spoke first." I stood there silent wondering what this was all about. Then they said they were looking for an artist.
I said "Huh?
They repeated, "We're looking for an artist, someone who is good at art and can draw."
So, I turned and asked if they meant the writing and drawing on the wall. They said that's what they were talking about and wanted to know if I had anything to do with it. I said, "That was all here before I got here."
But, of course, they replied saying "No it wasn't, we document any sort of that stuff and there isn't anything about that. So, how about we get you boys some cleaning supplies and you two can scrub that off so we don't have to document this as being yours."
Sounded good to me, I sat here and watched my cellmate clean the walls while I wrote about it. Like I said, I didn't do it, I'm not cleaning it up. My cellmate didn't dispute this for obvious reasons. Now he's in the hall scrubbing doors, working his way down the hall. Doing his best to save face in front of his boys, telling them, "I'm just cleaning for something to do" I swear, I don't think he's stopped lying since he started to talk.
~J. Doe
I said, "I can't draw without a pencil." My cellmate opted to tell
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Dropping a Duece and Being Compassionate Towards Others.
...continuing from the writings of January 25, 2011
Lunch time came before I could shower so I'm first after lunch. I get a clean towel, wash cloth, underwear, t-shirt, socks and pants. After showers we had head count and my cellmate got yelled at again for talking. Then, I laid down, read a chapter in my book and took a short nap.
I woke up around 2:00 PM and had to use the toilet (#2.) So, I took a blanket and hung it on the end if the bunk to block the toilet from my cellmate. Then I tied the sheet to the corner of the bunk and the other edge of the door to block the toilet from anyone looking in the door. Next, I climb inside to handle my business, always remembering to flush once when I drop one. It keeps the smell down. When I was done I couldn't help but notice the 2nd shift C.O. was passing out mail but he conveniently passed my cell since neither my cellmate or I had any AGAIN today!
Next was canteen distribution, nothing special. Check your bag to be sure everything you ordered is in it and if it isn't all there you can refuse the whole order until next week or live with it. Most will just live with it instead of not getting anything. Sign your receipt and get your Inmate I.D. stamped on any envelopes you bought.
Afterwards, I just played solitaire for an hour or so, at least until dinner.
I tossed a bag of chips to the kid across the hall when we left to chow. (As we have been told previously, sharing is now a no no. ~ 3rd party) His family hasn't sent him anything so I figure $0.58 for some chips is the least I can do.
After chow I had some Ramen Noodles and chips to finish filling me up. The swamper just came around filling up everyone's glass with ice so that's my cue to wrap this up and lay down while I read some more of my book. I hope this is as interesting to everyone reading this as it's been for me logging it.
Until tomorrow....
~J. Doe
Lunch time came before I could shower so I'm first after lunch. I get a clean towel, wash cloth, underwear, t-shirt, socks and pants. After showers we had head count and my cellmate got yelled at again for talking. Then, I laid down, read a chapter in my book and took a short nap.
I woke up around 2:00 PM and had to use the toilet (#2.) So, I took a blanket and hung it on the end if the bunk to block the toilet from my cellmate. Then I tied the sheet to the corner of the bunk and the other edge of the door to block the toilet from anyone looking in the door. Next, I climb inside to handle my business, always remembering to flush once when I drop one. It keeps the smell down. When I was done I couldn't help but notice the 2nd shift C.O. was passing out mail but he conveniently passed my cell since neither my cellmate or I had any AGAIN today!
Next was canteen distribution, nothing special. Check your bag to be sure everything you ordered is in it and if it isn't all there you can refuse the whole order until next week or live with it. Most will just live with it instead of not getting anything. Sign your receipt and get your Inmate I.D. stamped on any envelopes you bought.
Afterwards, I just played solitaire for an hour or so, at least until dinner.
I tossed a bag of chips to the kid across the hall when we left to chow. (As we have been told previously, sharing is now a no no. ~ 3rd party) His family hasn't sent him anything so I figure $0.58 for some chips is the least I can do.
After chow I had some Ramen Noodles and chips to finish filling me up. The swamper just came around filling up everyone's glass with ice so that's my cue to wrap this up and lay down while I read some more of my book. I hope this is as interesting to everyone reading this as it's been for me logging it.
Until tomorrow....
~J. Doe
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