No, not the inmates, unfortunately. I meant Drew.
We had a real sumbitch of a day. Two fights called on our shift alone. I think that made four for the day. Maybe five. Eight lockups on our shift, which hasn't happened in awhile. Four fighters, one sleepover, one R/O off the bus one PC and one for sleeping through count.
Yeah, our count was screwed up because of one rotten little punk too cheap to buy an alarm clock.
KP is still off living the easy life out in GP while he is being "investigated" and the sent Uncle Scary down to work the floor with Drew. Uncle S knows the nuts and bolts of the Hive... feeding and med pass and putting away lockups and such, but probably wouldn't have the slightest idea how to make a file or do the boards or anything.
So I hung back and let Drew do most of the work and lent a hand when he started to sweat. He doesn't want to admit he can't do it all yet.
He's young. He'll learn. Or not. You never know.
And we had Sgt Archer to back him up in case he fell down, so I wasn't too worried.
But it was kind of fun watching him sweat just a little. He has to learn and it's better to do it this way than to have it all dumped on him without any backup at all. That's what happened to me the first time the snit hit the fan and I was the only regular assigned Hive officer. They just said "Tag! You're it!" and began dumping lockups on me with a houseful of utility officers.
Man, that sucked. I thought I was going to have an aneurysm.
But I survived........ I think.
Hopefully our little boy will be a bit more ready to solo when the time comes. I sure hope so. BG and I are both taking time off next month and who knows when or if KP will be coming back? Out on the rec yard BG said "He's going to get a taste of the easy life and not want to come back!"
Man, I hope not.
And Drewy? Tag!
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