Day 43 - 8/4/21 - Wed.
- mainemoviepirate
- 5 days ago
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Journal Entry:
“Up @ 4:40. Did morning stuff. A&O today and then a job, maybe. Outlook not so good for me. We’ll see. Boring AF.
BREAKFAST: Standard.
More A&O, more boring AF.
According to ‘E,’ the Secretary (B.T., yeah, he’s not even a C.O. but the camp counselor’s secretary—) punk’d me the other day in the case manager’s office. I don’t care. However, now that I know his role here, hmmmm, I still don’t know if my response would be any different, as I know his level of power here, if he had any.
LUNCH: Hamburger, fries, onions (no shit), Orange (which went into my reserve).
Still in limbo. Apparently, we ran out of guest speakers, so I’m waiting to see if there’s any more fun & exciting A&O. Chilling in the library, because I can’t hear the intercom in my bunk. Maybe I should go to grab some shut eye. One guy was nodding off in the last A&O; don’t want that to be me. The SIS guy was a little intense. Seems like he likes busting people, but a lot of the staff have that mindset, I guess. I can’t say a lot, but some. Too many, if you ask me. Anyway, looks like I’m working in the kitchen. S’OK, at least it’s not the SHU. That will be my mantra for as long as I am here or until I end up back in the SHU.
SUPPER: Hamburger-like substance, spaghetti/sauce, spinach, salad, roll (reserve).
Another Day down
Notes for Day 43 (Four Years Later)
I used the original picture I started this Prison Journal with while I was researching the different abbreviations used in the Bureau of Prisons (BOP), because I realized what “A&O” stands for right on the cover of the Inmate handbook: “Admission & Orientation”. During our first month, this is what we were supposed to be experiencing, but I rarely saw the Camp Counselor, and he even cut this day short because he couldn't get enough speakers to come down from the Big House.
I remember someone (I can’t remember who) advised us before we went into A&O, “Do yourself and everyone else in there a favor: don’t ask any questions. You’ll extend your time in there and never get a real answer.” That turned out to be totally true.
“SIS” stands for “Special Investigative Services”, basically the cops of the prison. Of course, they are all cops, but these really love their jobs and love to discover “wrongdoings.” They are supposed to be investigating everybody there—“inmates, staff, visitors, everyone who has any contact with the prisoners and prisons.” But that description isn't accurate. They mostly get off on busting and tormenting inmates.
Finally, “E” telling everyone I was punk’d by B.T., the camp secretary. I guess if you look at it from the POV of an inmate, I guess so. I think he meant that because I didn’t talk back at him or give some smart answers or attitude. I can you tell right now, I didn’t do any of that because I felt like he was trying to “bait” me into giving him an attitude. Not my style, and I think it worked well for me overall in prison. B.T., by the way, is not even close to his real name. I really couldn't remember his name at first, so I had to play things back in my head and remembered a joke an inmate said about B.T., but since that inmate hadn’t arrived yet, I’ll save that story for another time. Still made me laugh, four years later.
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