Friday, January 30, 2009

been called out!

So, my SIL B informed me I'm slacking on my blog (and I know D is prolly checking daily too, and not finding anything new...) so, here's a Friday Jail Time post!

Me: How long have you lived there?
inmate: Oooh, I've been there a while, I'd say a minute.
Me: How long is that?
inmate: oh, like a couple weeks, a couple months. (really having NO clue)
(me thinking: yup, you're lying)

White Inmate: last name is Glover
Black Inmate: not to be nosy, but my grandpa's name is Glover too.
White Inmate: really? We could be related, I have black people in my family.
Black Inmate: That's so cool. We family!
(I am wiping my eyes, tears of a family reunion in jail! bleh.)

Me: I'm calling to verify so-and-so's address for court on Monday. At that time he'll talk to a lawyer about his case and go before the judge to set his bail. I give this information to the judge to use in setting that bail. Do you know where he lives?
Lady: Nope. I don't have a clue. What's this for? Who are you.
Me: I'm J. I work with the courts. I spoke with so-and-so today and he told me you know where he lives. I need to verify that for court on Monday when he'll get his bahil set.
Lady: Oh. (pause)
Me: So, do you know where he lives? He said he lives with you.
Lady: Ma'am, he's in jail. (matter of factly)
Me: I know. But, when he's not in jail, where does he live. (frustrated!)
Lady: He was staying here for a short time.
Me: Well, when he gets out is he staying there?
Lady: Yea, he can. He gets his mail here.
Me: Ok, what's your address?
Lady: What's this for again?
(we go through this for about 5 more minutes; needless to say, he gets verified. and I get annoyed)

Me: Is "boy's name" there.
Lady: Who, are you? (very accusing)
Me: (go through my whole schpeel about why I'm calling)
Lady: Oh, I'm his wife, I can verify employment. It's our company.
Me: So has so-and-so worked for you an for how long?
Lady: He has, for a bit, but I'm doing the taxes right now and last year he didn't even work enough to get a W2.
Me: Okay, so he's not working full time
Lady: ooooh hell no.
(he didn't get verified points for employment)

Well, not the most exciting posts, but you get the idea that I don't always work with the "brightest" bulbs, the "most colorful" crayons, and the "most full" bowls up top.

4 comments:

mjane said...

I love your jail posts! SO funny! TFS this! Keep them coming!

Daria said...

You're right...I have been checking. :) I agree though, these posts are great!!

Sharon said...

School post...

Griffin! H he say bad bad word. H say Miss B (Principal) she big butt has he say her big butt. H bad bad.

Needless to say after I translated the story from my darling non english speaking student I found out my student H told Miss B (our Principal) she had a big butt. Oh the 1st grade drama!

I miss you!

JR said...

I agree with B, it was way too long since your last post! D is not the only one who checks your blog every day, lol! Between you and my charming kids, I usually get my blog fix!

Tales from the Cube:

During our weekly meeting, my friend M was telling us about how she just learned that Nike makes all their shoes and clothes in Euthanasia. Technically that's probably true...youth in Asia...although she really meant Indonesia. Good times!