Summer breeze makes me feel fine blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
Jeepers creepers is back after being on vacation. I prefer days she works because she pays me no attention. She "checks in" with the guys down toward the end of the unit, telling them about her fifteen hour drive to the North Dakota state fair. When she walks away they make fun of her for "wanting this dick." Then, in the afternoon, she passes up the inmate in cell [redacted] who has a large envelope blocking the lower half of his window to stop at cell [redacted] and rap on his door about having a catalogue blocking the lower portion of his. That's the inmate she is always trying to look at. Then the guys make fun of her for trying to steal him away from his girl, who he is on the phone with as much as the system will allow. It feels weird to be collected for someone's satisfaction. Like they would be please to pin us all steady in a shadow box on the wall, that we would just be still of their own curiosity or perverted fantasy. Leave the butterflies alone! The inmate in [redacted] got a disciplinary ticket today. The Pluto TV service only works well in the early morning hours, so inmates are being habituated to sleep during the day because the service doesn't work during normal "prime time" hours. The ticket was for failing to stand for count when he was sleeping. I asked him if Jeepers creepers issued the ticket but he says it was a different guard. He says Jeepers is "on this dick" always trying to look at him while he is laying in his cell. So, he is perfectly aware of her behavior. He also says that she makes sure she is the guard doing pat-down searches when he leaves the housing unit for school, and that when she does, she makes sure to make contact with his junk when she does. He says he got used to it because another guard treated him that way during a previous incarceration and the there isn't anything he can do if she wants to go home and play with herself about it. I don't believe working for the government should enable sex predators, no matter how flattering the attention may be. The inmate has a positive attitude about it so the question stands; no harm, no foul? The creepiest part is that the guy is always on the phone and Jeepers has persuaded different sergeants to rotate her into the control cage where she supposedly listens in on guys with the intercom system. Usually inmates have a fan running so we don't hear the subtle click of the intercom activating but it took property weeks to bring the inmate his fan. With the calls blocked for twenty minutes in between, and no fan, her eavesdropping was found out. I was labeled a stalker and confined to a concrete box just to watch a stalker prey upon a man locked in a concrete box. Is that irony? Behind ironic bars?
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