I’m completely moved into my new space at work and it hasn’t been as traumatic as I had anticipated. I’m actually back to the original space I occupied when I first came to work for this bureau. I have a great view out my window of the Willamette River, the downtown park blocks, and the exercise floor of the jail.
Having the jail just a block away is an interesting experience. For one, I get to watch them play basketball. What I really find bizarre are the visitors on the sidewalk 9 floors below. The girlfriends and wives of these guys line up and shout out their guys’ names and things like, “I love you baby!!” I mean really, if you find yourself standing outside the jail screaming words of love up to your guy in the exerciser yard, you might want to seriously reconsider the choices you’re making in your personal life. If you haven’t had a clue before that point that thing weren’t going to be sunshine and roses, let this be it, and get thee gone!
It's interesting to note that women are overwhelmingly represented on the, as I like to call it, “Sidewalk of Losers.” There isn’t a single man there yelling up to his girl. I’m not sure if that says men are smarter about picking up loser signs in their potential mates, or if their less loyal. I’ll save that quandary for more noble thinkers than I.
So, be careful in your choices of a mate, and if you find yourself on the Sidewalk of Losers, recognize you have some work to do on yourself and get the hell out of there!!
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