The last week and a half has been crazy at work. But what can you expect with 120 screaming babies. Im finally starting to get into a rhythm of how to do things in the block and the inmates hate it. They hate it because most of the other officers "don't see things" that the inmates don't want them to see. They will look the other way just so the inmates don't get aggravated. Well if you know me, im all about doing it right. If that means that i make rounds every half hour like i'm supposed to then that's that i'm gonna do. I am constantly looking around the block trying to spot things. Or "policing" the block as they call it. Many of the inmates will yell to sit down, "who am i the po-lice", and so on when i make my rounds more often then what they want. If you make too many rounds your keeping them from doing what they want. Many of them have told me on numerous occasions to just sit down and relax, that they can police themselves. Well if that was the case, and they are just so responsible, why are they in prison. Must not have done a very good job policing if you ask me. More and more i'm seeing new things and catching more people in the act. Like yesterday for instance. There was a group of inmates playing cards at the table and they were using "poker chips". I didnt say anything at first. I went up on the opposite side of the mezzanine and made a round, ending up where the card table was. As i got back they just so happened to be finished haha. Yeah right. So i stopped at the table and asked them to see the poker chips they were using. They played dumb and acted as if they were just regular cards. I told them i wasn't stupid and to just let me see the cards. They handed over only a few of them, just in case i was gonna take them, and i looked at them to make sure there were no stamps attached to them. They know they aren't supposed to have them but some of the guards don't care and let them do it. So i gave the cards back and told them that i dont wanna see them using them anymore on the table and walked away. Well, about 10 minutes later the same 3 idiots were standing at a cell door right next to the table passing out their stamps (winnings) in plain sight. That kinda pissed me off cause they knew i was watching. So i walked over there and they tried hiding them like i didn't know what it was. I made them pull all the stamps out so i could count how many had been dispersed. If they hand out more than 20-30 we can take them cause they aren't allowed that many in the first place. I counted them and handed them back and gave them a warning. That was one thing i better not see again period. If i cant see t i don't care. But i better not be able to see it. Well that pissed the guy handing the stamps out off. He said that maybe i needed to stop looking and just go sit at my desk, and again the old "we can police ourselves" line. I told him that i am doing my job and if he don't like it and wants to continue to do things where i can see them, then ill just write him up. After that , that situation was over, till get back in that block and see it again.
****poker chips- old deck of playing cards that have been colored to show they are chips. They all have a value which they know and we don't. They bet the chips in the card games in exchange for stamps as their winnings.
****stamps- postage stamps are the only form of currency in the prison. No money is allowed. So when the inmates play cards they use the stamps as a bargaining/betting chip. They are also used for various other form of payment. Using stamps to gamble with is illegal in the camp.
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