charlie sherrill
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I went back to work yesterday after being off for two weeks. I had some boring non-cancer prostrate stuff done. I've noticed a few differences in things that would probably get me banned from here if I went into too much detail so I won't go there. It seems that the older I get the more I have stuff replaced or repaired. I'm trying to get as much done as possible before I retire (maybe a year, maybe more more, don't know yet) so I won't have to spend a lot of my retirement in the doctor's office or the hospital.
I was actually glad to be back at work. I was getting bored hanging around the house and I'm wondering if it would be the same when I retire or will I feel like doing more stuff when I'm not recuperating from something. I'll figure it out when the time comes. I work with two ladies at the office. One loves me and the other has disliked me for almost 30 years. I do anything I can for the one that likes me and stay away from "The Beast From The Back" as much as possible. I attempt to be nice to her as much as possible but it doesn't do much good. She called me something years ago and my reply confirmed what she called me and it's kinda been downhill ever since.
Yesterday I was busy serving process. Today wasn't so bad so I got to poke around in some other stuff. A young lady came to the office and asked to see me. I've known her and her family for a long time. She's married to a *** who just got convicted in court for a burglary of some sort. The problem was not the conviction but it was the 12 year sentence he got for the burglary charge. He was offered a deal to serve a year and a half. His lawyer, who once did time himself, failed to mention the offer to him and insisted that the case should go to trial. Instead of the 1 1/2 he would have willingly pled to, he got 12 for getting convicted at a trial. That oughta give some of the lawyers here something to talk about.
We had an escape from a regional prison today. The description was a white male in green and white stripped pants and white T-shirt being driven away by a female in a small red Ford car. The escapee was from the Gulfport area. He was doing time for precursors and credit card fraud. We haven't found him yet and he's had enough time by now to be most anywhere. When dispatch gave the call out for some reason the song "I'll Be Home For Christmas" came to mind. Obviously the escapee had some help from the outside probably aided by a cell phone from the inside. The cell phone mostly comes from a crooked guard. I'm not there right now but I would bet a shakedown is going on.
We had another one wake up dead this morning. Apparent overdose on prescription meds. I don't know how it is in your hometown but we're getting about one a week around here. These folks get there stuff from two sources. They either get legal scripts from doctors or buy their stuff from folks that do. I hate to say this, but most of the folks that die this way ain't exactly pillars of the community. This is a huge problem nationwide that is not being addressed by anybody.
I had to take the back way home today. A tanker truck wrecked on the highway I usually go home on about noon today. It was a Mississippi Highway Patrol thing so I just went around it They were still cleaning the mess up when I got off.
I was actually glad to be back at work. I was getting bored hanging around the house and I'm wondering if it would be the same when I retire or will I feel like doing more stuff when I'm not recuperating from something. I'll figure it out when the time comes. I work with two ladies at the office. One loves me and the other has disliked me for almost 30 years. I do anything I can for the one that likes me and stay away from "The Beast From The Back" as much as possible. I attempt to be nice to her as much as possible but it doesn't do much good. She called me something years ago and my reply confirmed what she called me and it's kinda been downhill ever since.
Yesterday I was busy serving process. Today wasn't so bad so I got to poke around in some other stuff. A young lady came to the office and asked to see me. I've known her and her family for a long time. She's married to a *** who just got convicted in court for a burglary of some sort. The problem was not the conviction but it was the 12 year sentence he got for the burglary charge. He was offered a deal to serve a year and a half. His lawyer, who once did time himself, failed to mention the offer to him and insisted that the case should go to trial. Instead of the 1 1/2 he would have willingly pled to, he got 12 for getting convicted at a trial. That oughta give some of the lawyers here something to talk about.
We had an escape from a regional prison today. The description was a white male in green and white stripped pants and white T-shirt being driven away by a female in a small red Ford car. The escapee was from the Gulfport area. He was doing time for precursors and credit card fraud. We haven't found him yet and he's had enough time by now to be most anywhere. When dispatch gave the call out for some reason the song "I'll Be Home For Christmas" came to mind. Obviously the escapee had some help from the outside probably aided by a cell phone from the inside. The cell phone mostly comes from a crooked guard. I'm not there right now but I would bet a shakedown is going on.
We had another one wake up dead this morning. Apparent overdose on prescription meds. I don't know how it is in your hometown but we're getting about one a week around here. These folks get there stuff from two sources. They either get legal scripts from doctors or buy their stuff from folks that do. I hate to say this, but most of the folks that die this way ain't exactly pillars of the community. This is a huge problem nationwide that is not being addressed by anybody.
I had to take the back way home today. A tanker truck wrecked on the highway I usually go home on about noon today. It was a Mississippi Highway Patrol thing so I just went around it They were still cleaning the mess up when I got off.