George from Sleepless in Midland asked the obvious question. In my previous post, I mentioned a now-convicted residential burglar who had blasted me with a bit of honesty about Snickers.
George wrote: “Let us know if this guy asks you to bend some rule for him and then gets angry when you don’t.”
Never happened, believe it or not. Never made a sound, never asked for a favor.
In fact, after finishing his time in my jail and before moving on to another county jail for yet another residential burglary charge, he let me know there were a few minor items of contraband in his cellblock.
Can’t figure out quite why, but I’ll take it.
For a guy who busted into houses, took whatever he could find, he was brutally honest about really small stuff. Thing is, I don’t know why. Can’t figure out why he’d suddenly be honest. It freaked me out then and it freaks me out now.
In the end, I guess, it doesn’t really matter. He’s gone, I’m still there and I’ve got a ton of new burlgars to deal with.
I just have to make sure I count my Snickers bars better.