Thanks. I got sack-tapped by one of the guards for no reason, then told to get off the floor where I fell to, to "...stop sniffing my balls, maggot, unless you wanna clean my boots while you're down there."
Then they let one of the K9s loose, joking that he would choose whomever looked tastiest. I have a deep wound on my leg from the dog bite I incurred.
Then they wouldn't bother confirming my medications with the pharmacy and I was having panic attacks the whole weekend, but no one cared.
I had to pee in a cup and I have what's colloquially
Then they fucked up my paperwork and instead of serving 15 weekends I may have to do the remainder of my time straight, for reasons they were unable - or unwilling - to explain to me.
I also could have kept my job if my lawyer had pursued every other weekend in jail instead of 15 consecutive weekends. But I found that out too late.
They also didn't put me in the DUI building; I'm on Unit 12, C Block, Bunk 5. It's horrible conditions. I go back Friday for my 2nd weekend.
IDK. Thanks for letting me vent.
~ V