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Kara
08-19-2008, 03:24 PM
Just one story for today, but it's a good one.

IM = Inmate
SST = Special Security Team Member (the group that gets to do most of the ass-kicking when there's trouble)
SGT = Sargent
ME = Myself

The word of the day is "Condition 30." It's radio-speak for "10-30," which means "Officer Needs Assistance."

Our story begins Friday evening at almost 8-ish. It's a cloudy evening in prison. I had just made my rounds and was logging my security check in the logbook. It was the 3rd of four Dayroom periods in the cellhouse I was in that shift, so it was kind of loud with inmates on the phone, playing Pinochle, and watching the Olympics on the TV. But suddenly I heard yelling and guys hitting their cell doors. I looked over and saw an inmate standing near the corner of the Dayroom and having some kind of spat with 2 cells on the upper level. The inmate on the floor was hispanic and the other 3 inmates were black.

The black inmates were screaming that they were going to kick his ass because he had dared to use words like "n*****" and "pussy" in their general direction. The hispanic inmate was just grinning and restating his opinion of them over and over. So I stepped in.

ME: Mr [Dumbass]?
IM: Yeah?
ME: Is there a problem here?
IM: Ah... no.
ME: Good. Then knock it off and find something else to do or you'll be locking down for the night. Got it?
IM: Yeah.

I then went up the stairs to talk to one of the other inmates.

ME: Mr [Inmate], is there a problem?
IM2: No Ma'am. I know I shouldn't have been yelling at him like that.
ME: Just tell me the truth. Is there going to be a problem?
IM2: No, nuh-uh. He just came over here and started running his mouth for no reason and sayin shit. I just got mad. I'm sorry.
ME: Just calm down and try to let it go.
IM2: Yeah, yeah. You bet.

And that was that. I kept an eye on the hispanic inmate, because he kept walking the length of the floor, and every time he went to that one corner, he gave those guys a dirty look. He was really trying my patience, but we were on minimal staff that day, so I decided that as long as he wasn't still causing a disturbance there wasn't much I could do. By minimal staffing, we had 3 officers. One on each side of the house and the control operator. We would normally have a SGT also, but a lot of people had called in sick that day. Besides, I knew the other inmates well enough to know that if they said they weren't going to jump the guy or anything, then they wouldn't do it.

The door was opened and one of our Porters (inmate janitor) came back to my side from the other side of the house. He just got the job and lived on my side also. He had just turned 19, a short black kid. I liked him as a worker, since he actually did what he was supposed to. I told him that I needed him to see if we had a pair of size 11 shoes in the Laundry room because an inmate had showed me his torn shoes earlier. He got a pair and went up the stairs to give them to said inmate.

A few minutes later, I heard the hispanic guy going off again.

IM: Hey, look at the big man up there! Haha, you're probably a fucking pussy too!
Porter: *ignore*
IM: Come on, tough guy! Why don't you fucking show me what you got?
Porter: I'm not going to fight you.
IM: Yeah, fucking n*****, that's what you are.

I decided enough was enough. I stood up and turned my back to them to get my radio clipped to my duty belt, since I had it on the desk at the time. When I turned back around, the porter was coming down the stairs. As soon as his feet touched the floor, the hispanic inmate charged him and slammed him into the wall.

ME: HEEEEEY!
Porter: I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT YOU!

I ran over to them, and the fight was on. The kid kept telling him that he didn't want to fight, but he was also exercising his right to defend himself with extreme prejudice. See, the hispanic inmate had already been sent to The Hole twice already for fighting. He can't fight, he just thought that since he's big and muscular, that he will automatically win the fight. Meanwhile, I have to get control of this situation. Now the other inmates out in the Dayroom are starting to crowd around to watch the fight.

VARIOUS IM'S: KICK HIS ASS! YEEEAAAAAH!
ME: GET BACK! GET THE FUCK BACK RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
PORTER: I *punch* don't want to *punch* FIGHT YOU! *punch*
ME: STOP IT! GODDAMN IT, I SAID STOP IT! STOP FUCKING FIGHTING!
PORTER: I CAN'T!

And he was right. The other guy had a deathgrip on his shirt collar and he couldn't get away.

Now the moment of truth arrived. Sure, the hispanic guy was bigger than me, but I've also been trained in takedowns, arm bars, "fluid shock" (how to hit a pressure point just right and completely stagger your opponent), and basic ass-kickery. My impulse is to help the kid. But, then again, these are inmates, after all. So I have the devil on my shoulder saying "Kick his ass," and the devil on the other shoulder saying "Kick his ass." Then, the angel shows up and bitch-slaps one of the devils. "You can't jump in unless you have at least one other Officer in here with you," she says, "Call the condition." Ah, she's right.

ME: I HAVE A CONDITION 30 IN [Cellhouse]. INMATES FIGHTING!

By this point, it was so loud in the house that I didn't hear the alarm tones sounding on the radio.

ME: [Dumbass]! LET GO! LET GO OF HIM NOW! (To the crowd) DAMMIT, GET BACK! LOCK DOWN NOW!

The Porter managed to break free and shoved the other inmate. The door is opened and one of our SST guys comes tearing ass into the house. The hispanic inmate staggers a bit, then tries to make another charge at the kid. The SST guy jumps at him, kicks him in the face with his knee, drives him face-first into the floor, and holds down his head with his boot while he cuffs him. Meanwhile, I realized that I had taken my cuffs out at some point.

ME: Mr [Porter], are you going to allow me to cuff you?
Porter: You saw it! He attacked me! He wouldn't let go!
ME: I know that. But right now, you need to be cuffed. Will you let me restrain you voluntarily?
Porter: ...Yeah.

I cuffed him and they escorted both inmates to the Captain's Office. I had really hoped the kid would let me cuff him, because when you get called to respond to something, you don't know everything that's going on in there. He was legitimately defending himself, and I didn't want him to get the piss knocked out of him like the other guy. They are currently both in Segregation cells, awaiting their hearing.

I had to write both of them for fighting. It sucks for the kid, but when the hearing comes, I'll testify that he was only fighting in defense and that he honestly could not disengage. So his charge should be dismissed. The other guy, well, he deserved it. And I love the fact that he got his ass beat by a kid half his size. The kid didn't look like he was hurt at all, just shaky. The other guy though, he was already bleeding freely from his mouth before he was made to kiss the floor. It's almost poetic justice.

Crazeyal
08-19-2008, 03:36 PM
Good for you. Ass kicking and professionalism ta boot!

Gravekeeper
08-19-2008, 03:41 PM
Some days you make me sad that I don't have the same options to deal with my "customers" as you do. -.-


Oh, and just because. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFldBVWFgWo)

blas
08-19-2008, 03:48 PM
GK....use your imagination and you can do whatever you want!

marty
08-19-2008, 03:48 PM
Sounds like the instigator was just asking for his evening cup of pwnt.

Bradester
08-19-2008, 04:53 PM
Curse you, Gravekeeper! You stole my thunder!

Arm
08-19-2008, 05:15 PM
Reminds me of the Bill Cosby sketch about all the kids getting their evening beatings.

rerant
08-19-2008, 05:27 PM
What an awesome story.
I really hope that kid doesn't gt in trouble for the fight. in spite of what he did to get himself tossed in there in this situation he's perfectly innocent.

IT Grunt
08-19-2008, 05:52 PM
Reminds me of the Bill Cosby sketch about all the kids getting their evening beatings.

:lol: One of my favorites.

"My wife turns around, grabs a yard stick. She holds it like a samurai warrior, then announces that the beatings will now begin, by saying "I. HAVE. HAD. ENOUGH. OF. THIIIIIIIS!" And these brain damaged people have the nerve to look surprised! She swings the yard stick, children run everywhere. Now my job is I am the goalie. The children come at me I kick 'em back into play."

As for mr. Tough guy, he was trolling for a beating, and he got one. Just not the one he expected. :devil: Pwned.

Balgram
08-19-2008, 07:40 PM
You always tell the coolest stories, and I love it. Nothing makes me want to work in a prison more than comparing your work day with mine.

crazylegs
08-19-2008, 07:44 PM
By this point, it was so loud in the house that I didn't hear the alarm tones sounding on the radio.

Do you have an emergency button on your radios or was it the background noise...?

bainsidhe
08-20-2008, 12:06 AM
First let me say, your avatar is niiiiice (and appropriate :p)

Secondly let me say...
So I have the devil on my shoulder saying "Kick his ass," and the devil on the other shoulder saying "Kick his ass." Then, the angel shows up and bitch-slaps one of the devils.
Your stories are full of win!!! :D

Jay 2K Winger
08-20-2008, 08:05 AM
Ahhh, nothing like reading about someone getting curbstomped (quite deservedly so, as well!) for being a macho douchewaffle to bring a smile to someone's face. :devil:

Mongo Skruddgemire
08-20-2008, 12:16 PM
Please keep us informed. I do feel bad for the porter. He defended himself, and he did cooperate with you and go willingly so he does deserve to be deemed innocent of the charges.

M

Aethian
08-20-2008, 12:36 PM
Updates please I think the Porter needs cookies...can we send cookies?

Bramblerose
08-20-2008, 01:53 PM
He can't fight, he just thought that since he's big and muscular, that he will automatically win the fight.

My burning question is how did this guy avoid teh Chainsaw of Natural Selection manage to miss him long enough to wind up in prison? Darwin is waiting for him....

tamezin
08-20-2008, 02:41 PM
--giggles--

I haven't even read the post yet, just the title. You said 'Boot to the Head' --giggles more--

I love Dr. D.

Kara
08-20-2008, 03:39 PM
Nothing makes me want to work in a prison more than comparing your work day with mine.

It's way more fun than I thought it would be. I mean, sure, there's the constant tension of knowing that anything could happen at any given moment, but it's a really, really interesting place to work.

Not that I wasn't, like, close to panic when this was all happening. I've never been in a fight in my life. In my head, a fight starts with two people staring each other down and exchanging witty banter. Then it all goes into a choreographed sequence of physics-defying stunts. They throw fireballs or waves of energy, then the loser just stands there dazed while the winner pulls the skin off his face and breathes fire on them.

I was literally staying about 4 inches away from the fight trying to get control of the situation. Another officer told me later, "Next time you call a Condition, don't yell." I just laughed and said, "Did I yell?" I really didn't know.

Do you have an emergency button on your radios or was it the background noise...?

When someone radios a Condition 30 or Signal Medical, the operator in Main Control will hit a button that causes extremely loud hi/low tones to be sounded on the radio. That way, in case anyone didn't hear it called for whatever reason, they'll hear the tones and then Control will repeat the Condition. Usually, "Control to all [East or West] side Response Units, 10-33 (which means maintain emergency radio traffic only), Condition 30, [X] Cellhouse." Then whoever is on Response that day will go to the affected area and take care of whatever needs to be done. Finally, the Response OIC will radio Control and advise the situation is secure and clear the Condition.

We do have a "panic" button on our radios. If we press it, it sets off an alarm in Control only. The Control Operator will then radio to that unit (in case it was hit by accident). If the unit doesn't respond, they will automatically call a Condition. Because someone could be getting their ass whipped or something and hit the button.