Well, our young knucklehead has gone and done it. Got himself put on the meal loaf. Painted his cell twice on our shift and tore up a mattress. I though he wasn't going to make it, as I had screwed up the paperwork last night. That was on me. He only made it as far as sack meals because I had checked the wrong box on the form.
But it's okay. He stood his ground and went ahead and pushed the issue.
Got the paperwork right, this time. You can bet on that. And you should have seen the horrified look on his face when we brought that nasty thing to his door and said "Hey! Here's your dinner!" He took one look at it and said "I'm not eating that! get that thing out of here!"
And proceeded to write on the walls in poop again.
The first time we put him on got him nine meals of the loaf. With the second incident, we applied for eighteen more meals on an extension.
He's going to be one sorry hungry s.o.b. in nine days. The idiot.
The state of Maryland actually has a better loaf recipe than ours, I think. I found it through a google search here: http://www.npr.org/programs/wesat/features/2002/apr/loaf/ . I'm going to write down the recipe and present it to our people and see if we can make this one than the one we use. It sounds much nastier than ours.
Most days it's not going to be good for somebody when I get that grin on my face.
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