Along with my cases for the envelope and book I had last week, I also got silly case for being out of place. Luckily, that one was ripped up when I told the sergeant what had happened.
My friend, Omar, is going through some stuff with his family and I was talking with him in his cell when I was called out to visit. Technically, we are not supposed to be in someone else's cell, but it happens all the time with implicit permission from the guards. I explained that I wasn't trying to cause trouble, but help a friend.
"Alright, but if I see a case like this cross my desk again, I'm going to lock you up," the sergeant threatened.
Not even a full day later, the sergeant received my cases for the envelope and book. Needless to say, he was not happy. I explained that I always have stuff with me when I do book cart and haven't done anything different than the last ten months except work on night shift.
"I can't let you make it twice in one day," he said. "Plus, lieutenant is looking for this one to go through."
Sheesh, what did I do to get on his bad side? I pretty much mind my own business, and I don't even have much business. Apparently, i have a large target on my back that just begs the rank to toss darts my direction.
Today my boss got a call from mom, the warden's secretary.
'What did your worker get a case for?"
After my boss explained the plot, she received this reply: "Tell him not to worry. It's taken care of."
Apparently the lieutenant trying to nail me is the same guy who let Ereman off with a verbal reprimand when he threatened me and my boss several months ago. I guess mom still doesn't appreciate that lax judgment, so she made sure my cases went missing. A vigilant mom on my side sure is a nice perk of the job.
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