Jail is not for Socializing: Daily Post

When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

I felt lonely today but it wasn’t like being truly lonely. The last time that I was actually lonely was almost three years ago.

I don’t even want to tell you because it’s a little embarrassing. Really and truly embarrassing. So here it goes.

This one time I got arrested for a ridiculous charge and went to jail. It was for one long, long evening. I spent the night in a cell next to a guy that didn’t want to reveal his identity. He was a raving lunatic. Maybe he didn’t want his name to be associated with what a freaking jerk he was.

All night long, I had to listen to him harass the jail guards. They finally put him in that chair.

This one.


Not this one.


Either way, it wasn’t funny at the time. That dude was the least funny dude on the planet. At some point in the middle of the night, he finally passed out. (Thank you God for this small favor.)

I don’t know what time it was because they covered everyone’s window and I could not see the clock.

My jail guard was a bitch. She didn’t bother to even give me a blanket. So since jail isn’t for crybabies, I didn’t cry. It wasn’t going to do any good, right?

Jail food is awful. It is worse than the rumors. I think it was bologna but maybe it was turkey. If I had stayed longer, I could have lost some weight.

On top of everything else, I was worried that people would believe the charge. I was planning on being in jail for several months. This meant that I would lose my job, my kids and any relationship with friends and family that I had before

People aren’t really into socializing while in jail. Everyone is worried about their own problems. One chick had bail set at $20,000. $20,000 just to get out of jail. That didn’t guarantee that she wouldn’t go back either.

Happy hour is not so happy in jail.

After my court hearing, I went back to my cell. It was the worst feeling to think that I was going to be here for awhile. I wished that I had been arrested with a book and a ponytail holder. My hair was a hot mess. I’m sure my mug shot is not so lovely. I don’t even think I can stand to look at it.

One of the officers came to my cell and told me I was free to go. I thought maybe he had the wrong person. Whatever. I was getting the heck out of there and not looking back.

My mom and boyfriend were waiting for me in the lobby. My mom told me, “Well, now you can cross this off of your bucket list.” I was never so happy to see anyone in my whole life.

By the way, it wasn’t on my bucket list. So that was the worst day ever. And now you all know.

I’m still the same person I was yesterday so try not to think poorly of me. This was just one horrible day in my life.


“Just a small town girl – living in a lonely world.” Concert tickets are practically essential. Musicals are the key to life. I like movies, music,books, and corny jokes.


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