Originally posted by: Darthvoy
Originally posted by: mikej007
These stories you tell are strangely mesmerizing. Any more?
I made friends with a "helper" (I forgot the correct prison term). A helper is a non-violent inmate who has gained the trust of the deputies. As a result, they get a lot more freedom and they serve the food to the people in the cells. He would always give me extra food. As you can imagine the food was terrible. In the mornings you would get peanut butter, bread, cereal, milk, and an apple. In the afternoon you would get peanut butter, bread, cereal, milk, and an apple. For dinner we got hot food. The hot food was crap too, but in comparison to everything we would get prior to that, it tasted damn good. Sometimes we would get an "orange flavored drink". That's what it actually said on the carton and it reminded me of the "malk" Simpsons episode. After a while I stopped eating the peanut butter because it was crap and I swear it came out undigested. So, I always traded it for a fruit or juice.
I was also the only one who took showers there. I took two daily because they never give you clean clothes.
The whole time I was there, I didn't get much sleep. There was no clock and nothing to read. The only thing I would look forward to was when we got our food because they would let us get out of our cells for about an hour to an hour and half. I figured out when it came close to food time based on the position of the sun and how dark it was outside. We all used the free time we got to trade comical stories. That was pretty much the only form of entertainment we had. I was surprised at the number of people who were there for domestic abuse.
oh, and they always had the AC in full blast. It was so damn cold in the cell that I that I had to use the sheet they give to cover the mattress (it wasn't really a mattress, more like yoga/gym mat) as a blanket.
If you guys want to know anything specific about the "prison life", let me know.
Edit: I was in the Twin Towers Correctional Facility.