I fucking wish. but I cant have my five slaving years count for nothing. I regret not spraying mustard all over my old store before I left though. they treated me like shit. these guys are pretty chill.
My new neighbors on on next to me are impressively loud. Our walls are thick as shit with brick between them so I've went two years without hearing a single thing on the other side. It sounds like fucking skrillex and Michael Bay are on adderal now. I can just hear really muffled bass. Almost to the point I'm ready to say something but I never imagined being on this side of the conversation.
Just spent the last few days in jail because of some bullshit. Lost my job over it
Baby mama?
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I got a speeding ticket in March 2013. I went to the first court hearing and contested the ticket and asked for a jury trial. So I waited and waited and never heard anything. There's no number to call or online resource, so I have no choice but to wait for a letter in the mail. I spoke with 2 different attorneys about it that tell me that if they don't schedule the hearing within 2 years, they have to drop it. So time goes on and I never heard anything and I just assumed it went away. So I was driving back from getting lunch Wednesday and I get pulled over. 2 dyke pigs approach my car and immediately say my name without me presenting my license, kinda catching me off guard. I was like "Yes, that's me." So they get me out of the car immediately and tell me my license is suspended and arrest me. So I go to jail. I tried to make my phone call as soon as I got in, but you have to use a PIN number they give you and mine didn't work at first. So while I'm waiting for the pin to get fixed, the guards go through shift change and put everyone in a holding cell with no phone access for 3 fucking hours. When they finally let us out, I went straight for the phone. Nobody said I couldn't and I passed 2 guards, telling them that's what I was doing, but when I got on the phone the main guard jumps on me and hangs up the phone. Then he doesn't let me use the phone for another hour and a half. Now when I first got there this woman was in there with us FUCKED UP, so they put her in a suicide watch cell and forgot about her. When I finally got to the phone, the new guards found her passed out and unresponsive on the floor of the cell. So they evacuate the room and stick us all back in holding cells again while paramedics come in to treat the woman. So this bitch dies! They have to go through all this shit to document everything and clean up before letting us out. So by the time I finally get to call anyone it's 1am. I can't get anyone to answer. When you get processed in jail, you have to be seen by a nurse. I broke my ankle last month and had been wearing an air cast, but my truck had a flat tire and I can't drive my car with the boot on so I had left it at home that day. I told the nurse about it, so instead of getting put into population, I get sent to the infirmary. When I got to the infirmary, they got my info mixed up and the guards down there put me in a cell with 2 schizophrenics. One of these fuckers was beating on the glass constantly trying to pick fights with people and the other dude has bullet wounds in his arm and leg from where he "took out a squad of fake cops" that had been raping him in his sleep. Fucking nuts. And the worst part is that since they thought I was mental, the guards just ignored me. So I was having to fall asleep with these loons randomly barking threats and acting fucked up. I woke up yesterday with one of them smearing his shit on the wall. The nurses made me take a sedative every day that made me sleepy. I slept through the dinner announcement one night and the shit smearer ate my food. So when they were moving the shit smearer out of the room yesterday, I finally got a guard to listen to me and showed him my ankle. They moved me to a new room and I was finally allowed to make a call. I got my grandfather on the phone and had him come get me. I got in about 1 am last night. Since I got arrested during lunch Wednesday and couldn't contact anyone to let them know where I was, I get home to a message from my manager saying they have all my shit in a box for me to come pick up. Since I was in jail and not like a hospital or something, I doubt I'm gonna change their minds. So yeah...Pretty awesome stuff huh?
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I got a speeding ticket in March 2013. I went to the first court hearing and contested the ticket and asked for a jury trial. So I waited and waited and never heard anything. There's no number to call or online resource, so I have no choice but to wait for a letter in the mail. I spoke with 2 different attorneys about it that tell me that if they don't schedule the hearing within 2 years, they have to drop it. So time goes on and I never heard anything and I just assumed it went away. So I was driving back from getting lunch Wednesday and I get pulled over. 2 dyke pigs approach my car and immediately say my name without me presenting my license, kinda catching me off guard. I was like "Yes, that's me." So they get me out of the car immediately and tell me my license is suspended and arrest me. So I go to jail. I tried to make my phone call as soon as I got in, but you have to use a PIN number they give you and mine didn't work at first. So while I'm waiting for the pin to get fixed, the guards go through shift change and put everyone in a holding cell with no phone access for 3 fucking hours. When they finally let us out, I went straight for the phone. Nobody said I couldn't and I passed 2 guards, telling them that's what I was doing, but when I got on the phone the main guard jumps on me and hangs up the phone. Then he doesn't let me use the phone for another hour and a half. Now when I first got there this woman was in there with us FUCKED UP, so they put her in a suicide watch cell and forgot about her. When I finally got to the phone, the new guards found her passed out and unresponsive on the floor of the cell. So they evacuate the room and stick us all back in holding cells again while paramedics come in to treat the woman. So this bitch dies! They have to go through all this shit to document everything and clean up before letting us out. So by the time I finally get to call anyone it's 1am. I can't get anyone to answer. When you get processed in jail, you have to be seen by a nurse. I broke my ankle last month and had been wearing an air cast, but my truck had a flat tire and I can't drive my car with the boot on so I had left it at home that day. I told the nurse about it, so instead of getting put into population, I get sent to the infirmary. When I got to the infirmary, they got my info mixed up and the guards down there put me in a cell with 2 schizophrenics. One of these fuckers was beating on the glass constantly trying to pick fights with people and the other dude has bullet wounds in his arm and leg from where he "took out a squad of fake cops" that had been raping him in his sleep. Fucking nuts. And the worst part is that since they thought I was mental, the guards just ignored me. So I was having to fall asleep with these loons randomly barking threats and acting fucked up. I woke up yesterday with one of them smearing his shit on the wall. The nurses made me take a sedative every day that made me sleepy. I slept through the dinner announcement one night and the shit smearer ate my food. So when they were moving the shit smearer out of the room yesterday, I finally got a guard to listen to me and showed him my ankle. They moved me to a new room and I was finally allowed to make a call. I got my grandfather on the phone and had him come get me. I got in about 1 am last night. Since I got arrested during lunch Wednesday and couldn't contact anyone to let them know where I was, I get home to a message from my manager saying they have all my shit in a box for me to come pick up. Since I was in jail and not like a hospital or something, I doubt I'm gonna change their minds. So yeah...Pretty awesome stuff huh?