reg's jail journals ... Sleepy Hollow Correctional Centre
Day 21 (November 17)
As I write this, some of the others are smoking something sort of … illegal. But I choose not to partake. It’s not as much that I’m trying to stay clean (or is it?) but hash is just not my drug of choice.
And while on the topic of drugs, I should mention the new guy in our unit, he is accused of armed robbery at the bus station Friday night. He plans to plead guilty on Thursday and expects to be sentenced to four years. He lives right beside the bus station. He went in with a knife and demanded money. He says that if the clerk had refused he would have slit his throat. This he did cause he needed (wanted) money to get coke. After the robbery, he went to a bar across the street where he was later apprehended. Four years just to get some cocaine. Insanity, I think. I’ve never been so desparate.
This guy was saying that he wouldn’t be afraid to rob a bank or fight someone twice his size. Since he’s been in jail he has yet to call his wife and has refused calls from her. The only thing he is scared of is talking to his wife.
No Risk played today. I guess you could say it was a risk free day. OK.
I used my one phone call to call Wayne but Wayne wasn’t in. Maybe he was at the meeting at Talbot House.
All in all, nothing mucking futch happened. Vinni, viddi, vicci.
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