When I live with another inmate, forced or by choice I’m like a chameleon. I go with the flow. I’m not here to ruffel any feathers. We are suppose to make our living arrangement work for the better. You would think.
So here I am in a cell with a person who already has his routine. I don’t disrupt it. It just doesn’t work well with my routine. Which right now doesn’t exist.
When you never leave the cell it is a little disrespectful to the other party. It would be nice to have the opprotunity to sit in my cell and do nothing. Perhaps I want to find my thoughts. Or walk around naked. The option would be nice.
I spoke to the individual I share a cell with and asked him how he felt about me moving to another cell and the other person move in here. The good thing about this suggestion. The person that I would like to move in gets released in a month.
He asked me if he was that hard to live with and I said “you have your routine” I would like to move into a place where I can make my own routine.
He doesn’t like the suggestion of trading celly’s. I said you would be doing me a favor. And you would only have to live with the other guy for only a month.
He started to make excuses. And before I got upset of his selfish ways. I said you can’t do this to help me out? Before he could respond I cut him off and said “I’ll just stick out with you, so your life stays comfortable”.
I said this as sarcastically as I could and he still didn’t pick up on my intent. I guess I shouldn’t expect people to think how I think. I’m not surrounded by the most gracious of hosts.
In closing this is what I have go say “you reap what you so” I personally would have given some thought to the suggestion.
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