When I left Friday night, I looked ahead on the chrono sheet and they had me on the bench. That means that I was extra and I would get put wherever they needed me.
So I came in today and found out I was in the strip room. When any inmate workers leave the institution they get strip searched when they come back.
And I was the guy they picked for the job.
I feel so special.
I don't know how many guys paraded through there this afternoon. Maybe thirty. And every single one of them had to get mother naked and do this little dance where they show the insides of their mouths, behind their ears, under their junk, the bottoms of their feet and squat and cough.
Not exactly my cup of cheese, if you know what I mean. And even if I did swing that way every single one of them was hot and sweaty from working outside and they smelled nasty.
And frankly, not a single one of them was in the least bit attractive.
I'm just saying.....
But as a sort of reward when I got done with strips they put me out on A yard as an extra. That was okay until the thunderstorms rolled in.
Then it proceeded to rain and thunder like it was going to be the end of the world. And once again, I got completely soaking wet.
The lieutenant seems to like me a little but the weather Gawds have it in for me, I'm sure. Them sunzabitches tried to drown me!
At least I was mostly dry again by the time I got home.
I'm on the bench again tomorrow. I wonder what's in store next?
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