Hello everyone. Praise the Lord!
A continuing story from the post called "City Jail!" I arrived at the Harris County Jail at about nine-in-the-morning. Saturday morning.T c transported me. An experienced cop and a new hire from out of the Houston area. I know that because when he seen the homeless people near the jail, he was shocked!
We went into the jail and they searched me. Asked me a few questions and took me to a large room with about a hundred other prisoners. There we got a health screening and my orange prison jumpsuit.
After several hours we were then marched a long way to a holding cell. There was about a dozen of us together. It was a good group. I was up about thirty-six hours at this point!
We were in that holding cell till around ten in the evening. While we were there we were feed supper. A soybean patty covered with beans with carrots and a small piece of cake. We all got double portions! The food was nasty, but I was hungry and there was a lot of food. Nobody went hungry there!
The guy with the dominant personality was a homeless guy. He was very talkative and open with everything. He told everyone that he was a homeless guy and if you have anything that the other guys didn't want.
It was then my turn to see the jail psychiatrist, everyone has to see her. I walked in and she motions me in her room. She is a very sweet middle-aged Hispanic lady. She was very impressed with me. I am clean-cut and respectful.
When she asked me how much education I had, I responded that in a few weeks I would receive my Master's degree and that my Master's thesis was published on Amazon, she really was impressed. She looked up my book and immediately bought a copy! It was my first paperback book sale!
When I got back in the holding cell, I tried to get some rest. You cannot sleep because they never turn off the lights, and its always noisy in jail. I laid on the bench with others on the floor. When I tried to turn around, I feel off and landed on two other prisoners!
Not long after that, I got bonded out. It still too about four hours to finally get out the door and onto the street. I was there for twenty-one hours! Thirty hours total with the city jail time! After calling my brother Robert and my mother, they came to pick me up!
Brother Roop
A continuing story from the post called "City Jail!" I arrived at the Harris County Jail at about nine-in-the-morning. Saturday morning.T c transported me. An experienced cop and a new hire from out of the Houston area. I know that because when he seen the homeless people near the jail, he was shocked!
We went into the jail and they searched me. Asked me a few questions and took me to a large room with about a hundred other prisoners. There we got a health screening and my orange prison jumpsuit.
After several hours we were then marched a long way to a holding cell. There was about a dozen of us together. It was a good group. I was up about thirty-six hours at this point!
We were in that holding cell till around ten in the evening. While we were there we were feed supper. A soybean patty covered with beans with carrots and a small piece of cake. We all got double portions! The food was nasty, but I was hungry and there was a lot of food. Nobody went hungry there!
The guy with the dominant personality was a homeless guy. He was very talkative and open with everything. He told everyone that he was a homeless guy and if you have anything that the other guys didn't want.
It was then my turn to see the jail psychiatrist, everyone has to see her. I walked in and she motions me in her room. She is a very sweet middle-aged Hispanic lady. She was very impressed with me. I am clean-cut and respectful.
When she asked me how much education I had, I responded that in a few weeks I would receive my Master's degree and that my Master's thesis was published on Amazon, she really was impressed. She looked up my book and immediately bought a copy! It was my first paperback book sale!
When I got back in the holding cell, I tried to get some rest. You cannot sleep because they never turn off the lights, and its always noisy in jail. I laid on the bench with others on the floor. When I tried to turn around, I feel off and landed on two other prisoners!
Not long after that, I got bonded out. It still too about four hours to finally get out the door and onto the street. I was there for twenty-one hours! Thirty hours total with the city jail time! After calling my brother Robert and my mother, they came to pick me up!
Brother Roop
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