May 29, 2008
I am not going into great detail here out of respect for my friends involved, but Beanie and I had an interesting experience last night.We ended up at a type of prison on a mission to deliver $20 to someone inside. To make a long story short, we were doing okay with it all until the sprinklers went off and doused our feet whilst we waited outside the visitor door.
Only Beanie and I could experience the prison visit/surprise sprinkler moment. Some people could have experienced a prison visit OR a surprise sprinkler, but to have that as a combo plate was a cosmic experience of rare proportions. Actually, we could hardly look at each other without bursting into laughter.
So to avoid a "wetsie in the panties" moment, we just stood there and tried not to look at each other. After all, isn't standing in line to enter a prison bad enough without the addition of getting soaked by a lawn sprinkler?
We got inside the prison and obviously were clueless about the drill of how you deliver money. Since we acted stupid (not hard for me), the guards took pity on our lack of experience and actually exchanged some pleasantries. Guard pleasantries are rare in prisons, especially in California or Texas. I think certain states experience more pleasantries than others because everybody inside is related to a guard in some way. Visiting prisons is always easier when a certain air of familiarity is present.
And that is my essay on delivering money to a prison. A first-hand account that will be part of me forever.
