...Part II

ok so now I am down at the station getting booked. Basically they just write a lot and you sit there, hand cuffed to a bench. We are in a small room where there is a person on either side of me and two cops in front of me at a desk. The cops, one a guy and one a girl, are the ones that arrested me. Later I come too find out that there is a common bond between the three of us getting booked that night, we are all named Louie, hehe. So after awhile of waiting the kid to the right of me starts talking, he sounds kind of drunk, he is apologizing to the cops and telling them its his first time he has done anything wrong. He realizes he broke the law because he is only 19 and shouldn't be drinking. He then puts a towel over his head and says he is not feeling good, so the officer kicks him a little garbage bin. The kid then starts throwing up right there in the room in the garbage, not holdin back anything. A group of officers then gathered at the door to watch, laugh and make fun of this kid, at which point I may... Or may not have said something to them to get them to leave. Shortly after that they brought us into a different much bigger and brighter room. To the left was a large semi circle desk with two cops in white t-shirts. In front of us was another white shirted cop doing the mugshots. We were lead into the room by the two arresting officers they then hand us over to the white shirts for finger printing and mug shots. The other two Louie's went before me, when it came my turn I said, "I am not getting a mugshot and fingerprints till somebody tells me why I am being arrested." I guess they didn't like that to much because next thing you know I am in a 10 X 10 laying on a metal bed with no belt and no shoe laces. Ahhh a jail cell, so nice and cozy. This was my first time camped out in a cell and like I said before it was very interesting. They were nice enough to take my hand cuffs off but it didn't make anything more comfortable. The room is painted an off white, like a smokers college dorm white after they had been in there the whole year. The lights were all on but not super bright, rather just bright enough. The room really is 10 X 10 with big steel bars and big locks just like you would think. On the left side jetting out of the wall is what I guess is the bed it was also painted the same color as everything else but was made out of steel unlike the concrete that surrounded it. In the middle of the back wall was the facilities a stainless steel sink and toilet in one. The whole toilet-sink was made out of one piece which I thought was pretty impressive. After starring at the sink for awhile and then coming to the conclusion that, NO I don't think I could make it I just laid down. Sleeping was near impossible for a few reasons, The first being I was still soaking wet from the water fight earlier that evening and steel and concrete don't generate that much heat so yes, on the hottest day of the summer I was freezing cold. Secondly the lights I was talking about are actually just bright enough to keep you awake, a great idea by the county because someone who is tired is probably not going to cause as many problems. And last they don't exactly give you a pillow and a blanket, trying to get a good positioning on a flat piece of cold steel is not that easy. I did however manage to fall asleep a few times. Normally though I would just be sitting there starring at the gang signs that were etched into the bed. Several hours later one guy came in and offered up his left over ham sandwich to us, me and the two cells next to me, I rejected, but the guy with a DUI to my right accepted. After that there was another long period of waiting. Then a new white shirt came in and asked me if I wanted to be "processed", finger printed and mugshots, I said, "If you can tell me why I have been sitting in a jail cell all night, cause I don't know what I did wrong." The guy said hold on and then left. 45 min later he came back almost laughing and said, "You are in here for disorderly conduct, a joke charge, no one gets arrested for that its just a ticket, I don't know why you are in here, just get your prints then you will get out of here and the cops won't even show up for court." I said fine and then was taken out and finger printed and smiled for the camera, all on some pretty high tech equipment, no ink stamp, instead it was scanned on a computer. After that I was put back in my cell to sit and wait again. A few more hours later I was released on an "I" bond which means I am released promising that I will show up to court. Well I was finally out of there at 2:45pm, 13 hours later. But, now, how was I going to get home...