I was a “guest” in the Leon County Jail in Tallahassee, Fl, having my “interview” with the psychologist and almost, but not quite lying my head off.
Earlier in the day I had spent a delightful 2 1/2 hours in a 9’ by 4’ holding cell with 9 other guys, which is how I came to have the semi-clausterphobia that occasionally afflicts me.
Jail.
/Guido/
Time of your life, huh kid?
/Guido/
Sheesh.