I had an office space like crisis today at work. I have decided to quit my job and become a CO at the Polunsky Unit in Livingston. This is the last post I will make from my office computer. It has been real.
That is the prison that houses Death Row inmates. I made the drive home. I will tell you what drove me to quit my job and why I choose to become an officer at Polunsky after I have a few scotches to calm down. Not that anyone cares, but you might find it amusing.
Must be one hell of a story at your workplace. When I need to boost my self-esteem, I actually check out the following website about the Polunsky Unit. Seriously, I didn't just look up this website when I saw this thread. http://www.deathrow.at/welcometohell/index.html
I'm all big on rights and what not, but if you come accross deathrow guy who killed a child, and there are no lingering doubts to his guilt, give em an ass whuppin please.
I'm a former CO. I don't know if this is your first time in this profession, but if it is and you have any questions, feel free to ask. By the way, Polunsky is not one of the better prisons to work at. Transfer to the Walls as soon as you get a chance, there's a waiting list a mile long.
What does CO stand for? Correction officer? LeGrouper, I am interested in hearing what drove you to quit.
Who administers the lethal injection? I remember hearing TDCJ employees sign up to do it and there's a waiting list.
There might be a waiting list to work the "Death Squad" and all they will do is strap em in. But I'm pretty sure the injection is performed by an M.D.
Okay... so I finished the case of J&B.... now I can talk about it...hic.......what happened was the company I work for, a software company had me broker a deal for vaporware. The problem was, it was to my dad. My dad works for a multi-Billion dollar oil company overseas and was doing me a favor by using my company to run a reverse auction. My boss had me pitching the deal to my dad which in an auction for about 200 million dollars of pipeline and reactors that would have made my company about five million dollars. My dad is reluctant because he is used to using already established reverse auctions like Freemarket but as a favor he convinces his company to use me. Now don't get me wrong, my dad is not the CEO or anything, he is the purchasing manager so he buys and sells his company's supplies and inventory. Well the whole time my boss is acting like the software is already done and tested. Then when I get the green light from my dad, my boss tells me... "okay so it will take us about thirty days to make the software". I about killed this mofo and managing to restrain myself I simply grabbed whatever I liked in my desk area and walked off, flipping my parking garage card onto the receptionist's desk. I always wanted to get into law enforcement. And now that I don't have a girlfriend anymore that requires a 50k plus job (that's another story) and the fact that I am only 25 still I want to dive in head first. I picked Polunsky because it is the death row unit. I will spend two years there and become a trooper. Then after two years there I want to do SWAT. For the first time in a long time I am excited about my future. No more BullSh!t, just hard work and survival. Some people just weren't meant for desk jobs.
Oh yeah, and if Paige is reading this... I am still trying to make my movie. Hang in there Paige. That is another reason I am becoming a CO. You have four days on and four off. I am an amateur filmster so it is good to have consecutive days to shoot.
Honestly I started laughing. I was like... Hey "name censored" I got the deal done, my dad will do it! This is after about two months of haggling. Then he goes - "really? great! Give me his number so I can discuss the details." And then I go "okay but he wants to run a few test auctions before he does the real thing" and he goes "oh yeah... sure.... but it will take about thirty does to finish the code" and then I kind of laughed and stared at him in a Ren and Stimpy kind of way and then walked out of his office, grabbed my stuff, threw my garage card on the receptionist's desk and pissed off. They called me and I never called back.
