When I was a Peace Officer:

Long story short.

I was assigned the "A" Dorm four-pod dorm as a rover and was working with "Crazy Rios and Fulgum. Rios was P.O, Fulgum was my partner.

After about an hour on our shift--we noticed that for some sudden reason? the inmates wanted to mop the floors in their pods without having to be told. Some even asked for access to the broom/mop closet--which we granted-escorted of course. They wanted the closet to "empty the dirty water from the mop bucket" and get clean water. These mop buckets have a removable portion--and the bucket is like a false bottom. Anyway, from the greatly increased """"""""""cleanliness"""""""""" activity, we deduced that one pod--was getting ""paid off"" by the other three pods. Said pod was getting all-kinds of commissary foods. We fully knew they were going to throw a spread--which would have to take place after 9pm count.

By that time--there was a good pile of spread-food hidden in the closet. We did 9pm count-turned it in-then I went to the food closet armed with tooth powder. I chose a single package of Ramon Noodles-slit it where it wouldn't be discovered--and spiked it with tooth powder. As I was spending a few minutes time in the closet, the inmates of the "spread" pod, lined the windows to see if I discovered their hidden loot.

I came out empty-handed and you could almost hear their sighs of relief. They thought I missed their stash but never occurred to them we fully knew what they planned by 3pm--and had found and spiked their stash.

Slightly after count had cleared, an inmate from that pod, buzzed and asked to get a mop-someone had spilt a can of soda pop on the floor near the restroom. We knew he wasn't really wanting it for that reason, but allowed him to go get his spread stash-hidden in the mop bucket--escorted of coarse.

By abouy 9:30, they had cleaned a table-and were sharing their spread. They were laughing at us because they thought they had got away with breaking the rules-scott free.

Shift change at 10. We left laughing our hinds off.

Next day--Fulgum and I were assigned the same duty same 4-pod building. As I was walking towards the building, I was approached by an inmate from party pod. he was complaining of having a slight case of the runs. Toothpowder is not dangerous at all and can be used as a last resort-to replace baking soda. Anyway, about 10 inmates were slightly affected. Said inmate coming my way-grabbing his tummy-asked about what we did to their food? He said they realized we had toyed with their food, but we all laughed it off as a joke-which backfired on the inmates.