Well, after my getting ready for work jitters, the rest of the day was a complete anticlimax.
I worked 3 house with Tango J, Mr. M and Sgt McGiggles.
They kept me just busy enough to keep me from going completely postal.
But other than that I was bored. Just hanging out and swapping stories. Every once in awhile doing a wing walk. I was antsy enough I think Tango J did more cell searches than he wanted to, just to give me something to do.
And nobody screamed.
Nobody kicked their door.
Nobody threw anything at me.
Nobody called me foul names or offered to have sex with me.
And 99% of them went to bed and to sleep after count.
A few of the offenders were actually polite.
It's going to be a while before I can get used to this sort of thing, I imagine.
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