Anger cannot be dishonest. -Marcus Aurelius
I BEGGED THESE idiots to stop slamming domino's and cards on these stainless steel tables bolted to concrete bare floors, cinder block walls was like an echo chamber. I was sitting in the Mobile Metro Jail waiting for the feds to come get me for a parole violation for a dirty UA for smoking pot. It takes about 60-90 days of the longest days of your life surrounded by barely literate criminals and mentally disturbed people. And idiots like me who liked to smoke pot more than I liked their freedom... I watered them down for over a year until they got hip and started to the PH Level test on the spot.
"Fuck you! Make Bond! Go home if you want to sleep!"
I had helped some of them decipher routine legal documents and they knew me. This was Day 64 and I was getting madder by the moment. I could literally feel my body swelling up with anger and I knew I couldn't stop it this time...
"Don't make me have to come out there!" I hollered like I meant it. Dead silence for about two seconds they all simultaneously busted out laughing and slamming on that damn table like that was the just the funniest thing they ever heard.