Well, got back to work this week.
12 hours makes for a LONG shift with my back still hurting, but with a little help from my constant companion, Vicadin, I am getting by.
Last night was interesting. There is an inmate that was unhappy with the meds he recieved from the nurse. He felt they were the wrong ones, or not enough or something. So he did what any normal person would do under those circumstances and took his balls hostage. Oh yeah, you heard me right. He tied something around his testicles and decided he was going to castrate himself.
Now I'm thinking, this will be fun, let's leave him be and check on him in the morning. We can't do that of course.
Sigh, things would be so much more fun if I were in charge.
So everyone has to suit up to do a cell extraction, because this clown is refusing to back up for restraints so they can check on him. And as usual, right after everyone takes the time to get suited up, he decides to cooperate and back up.
Here is another thing that would change if I were in charge. If I have asked you 3 or more times to back up and you refuse, and I have to take the time to pull all my staff in and suit up, we ARE coming in the hard way to get you. What's that?, you are willing to back up now? Oh, no can do my friend. That ship has already sailed, ready or not, here we come!
Anyway, he backed up, the hostages were freed, and the rest of the night was quiet.
The weather has been pretty nice the last couple days so I have been able to ride the motorcycle to work. It has been a bit chilly coming home in the morning, but still a nice ride. They are saying we will get a little rain this afternoon. I am hoping it is light and clears up so I can ride again tonight.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
March 23rd
Nope, I haven't left this to the wayside.
We moved over the first weekend of the month and didn't get the internet setup at our new house until yesterday.
Not a lot has been going on.
I managed to get through the move without hurting my back, and then the day AFTER we got moved I decided to get my computer set up. As I lifted my antique, massive old 19" monitor off the ground, my back went out. So I have missed the last week of work.
I went in Thursday morning and had pain block shots in my back. They use an x-ray machine and run a needle right in next to my spine and shoot me with a steroid that has anti-inflammatory properties. So far I still hurt like hell, but I think it is starting to ease off a little.
So when I get back to work next week I will be sure to start updating again.
We moved over the first weekend of the month and didn't get the internet setup at our new house until yesterday.
Not a lot has been going on.
I managed to get through the move without hurting my back, and then the day AFTER we got moved I decided to get my computer set up. As I lifted my antique, massive old 19" monitor off the ground, my back went out. So I have missed the last week of work.
I went in Thursday morning and had pain block shots in my back. They use an x-ray machine and run a needle right in next to my spine and shoot me with a steroid that has anti-inflammatory properties. So far I still hurt like hell, but I think it is starting to ease off a little.
So when I get back to work next week I will be sure to start updating again.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
March 1st
Not much going on this week so far.
It has been pretty quiet for the most part.
Did have a funny one when I did count the other night. There is a new inmate that was brought in to A unit. This is the unit where guys that first come into the building go. This guy started hollering at me as soon as I got on the tier wanting me to come to the front of his cell and talk to him. I told him I was doing count, and if he wanted to talk to do it while I was walking. He proceeded to yell out to tell me he wasn't a rape-o or anything and he wanted to be treated better. He wanted a pillow, he wanted a cell with running water, (He is in a water controlled cell), he wanted a better cell in general, he wanted to go to population, and on and on and on. He continued to rant the whole time I was walking the tier. As I finished and was walking out I looked at him and told him I don't know why he is telling ME all this, I am not the guy in a position to make it happen for him. THAT was it. He nutted up and started kicking his cell door and yelling that he wanted to see the Luietenant RIGHT NOW and demanded I make him come see him. And on and on he went as I left the tier to finish my walk. When I finished walking my count, I proceeded to the Luietenants' office and informed him that he was to stop what he was doing and IMMEDIATELY go talk to that inmate. We had a good laugh over it and moved on.
This inmate is going to be a pain in the ass, we can already tell. Last night he started to sheet up his cell. This is when an inmate covers the front of their cell with their blankets or sheets so the officer in control center can't see into their cell. An officer went in and was able to reason (read as, threaten) with him and get him to take them down. I suspect we will be dealing with this clown a lot over the next month or two.
I guess while I am telling stories, I should tell the one from last weeks count. I had forgotten about it until I wrote this. I was counting in B unit, and as I got to the last section (there are 3 sections in each unti) an inmate started making cat calls and whistling at me and just being an idiot in general. The Corporal was in the office of the unit as I finished, and I warned him I was going to stir the shit in section 3. He just looked at me and asked "Why do you have to stir up MY unit?" I just grinned at him and walked back out to section 3 and said loud enough for all to hear, "I don't know what you are yelling and whistling at me for. I read your chrono's (these are comments and information in our computer about the inmates crimes and their behavior since being inside) and from what I can see, I am the right sex, but about 35 years too old for you to be interested in me." That worked, the whole tier started ripping on the guy and giving him hell. I just grinned and went on to the next unit to continue my count, as the Corporal stood shaking his head.
Sometimes you just gotta make your own entertainment.
In other news, I guess they had another fight just outside the dining room last night at dinner time. I didn't hear any details about what it was about or who it involved. It sure seems like we are having an awful lot of fights lately, and this usually doesn't happen until summer gets here and people are hot and grumpy. It might be an interesting year.
It has been pretty quiet for the most part.
Did have a funny one when I did count the other night. There is a new inmate that was brought in to A unit. This is the unit where guys that first come into the building go. This guy started hollering at me as soon as I got on the tier wanting me to come to the front of his cell and talk to him. I told him I was doing count, and if he wanted to talk to do it while I was walking. He proceeded to yell out to tell me he wasn't a rape-o or anything and he wanted to be treated better. He wanted a pillow, he wanted a cell with running water, (He is in a water controlled cell), he wanted a better cell in general, he wanted to go to population, and on and on and on. He continued to rant the whole time I was walking the tier. As I finished and was walking out I looked at him and told him I don't know why he is telling ME all this, I am not the guy in a position to make it happen for him. THAT was it. He nutted up and started kicking his cell door and yelling that he wanted to see the Luietenant RIGHT NOW and demanded I make him come see him. And on and on he went as I left the tier to finish my walk. When I finished walking my count, I proceeded to the Luietenants' office and informed him that he was to stop what he was doing and IMMEDIATELY go talk to that inmate. We had a good laugh over it and moved on.
This inmate is going to be a pain in the ass, we can already tell. Last night he started to sheet up his cell. This is when an inmate covers the front of their cell with their blankets or sheets so the officer in control center can't see into their cell. An officer went in and was able to reason (read as, threaten) with him and get him to take them down. I suspect we will be dealing with this clown a lot over the next month or two.
I guess while I am telling stories, I should tell the one from last weeks count. I had forgotten about it until I wrote this. I was counting in B unit, and as I got to the last section (there are 3 sections in each unti) an inmate started making cat calls and whistling at me and just being an idiot in general. The Corporal was in the office of the unit as I finished, and I warned him I was going to stir the shit in section 3. He just looked at me and asked "Why do you have to stir up MY unit?" I just grinned at him and walked back out to section 3 and said loud enough for all to hear, "I don't know what you are yelling and whistling at me for. I read your chrono's (these are comments and information in our computer about the inmates crimes and their behavior since being inside) and from what I can see, I am the right sex, but about 35 years too old for you to be interested in me." That worked, the whole tier started ripping on the guy and giving him hell. I just grinned and went on to the next unit to continue my count, as the Corporal stood shaking his head.
Sometimes you just gotta make your own entertainment.
In other news, I guess they had another fight just outside the dining room last night at dinner time. I didn't hear any details about what it was about or who it involved. It sure seems like we are having an awful lot of fights lately, and this usually doesn't happen until summer gets here and people are hot and grumpy. It might be an interesting year.
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