detained for 72 hours in San Francisco County Jail.


Wednesday, an ordinary day starting off just a little too good. This day I woke up really early in the morning around 5am. Since I was already awake and getting in to the morning there was no real reason to go back to bed. So my girlfriend and I decided to smoke a blunt, cook some food, and watch a little news. After all that I decided it was a good time to clean our messy room, which is weird because I was up so early and never get energy to clean. Not wanting to sit in the house for much longer, around 7:45 am we decided to leave and go to the city. Once in the city we went to Carl’s Jr. to get some breakfast, walked around, smoked a little bud here and there. But the clock was still early and nothing was really open yet. Since we were on Market and 7th we decided to mosey over to the Social Security Office and get me a card. When we got to the office it was still hella early and still closed so everyone there had formed a line. Of course this line was full of half awake people, early morning grouches, or people just angry to be angry. After asking “what time the place opened” a simply answered question but to those named above it was just a reason to be mad. We stood in line for a while longer then the doors opened and we did our whole process and got out of there pretty quickly. Sometime after 9am Gabby and I went to pick up her check and take it to the bank to put it in my account. There we met a lesbian banker named Bridgette who took the time to answer more questions we were there to ask. We ended up staying there for a few hours and in the process I applied for a credit card, Gabby got a bank account, I learned more about student loans, and just the life of our personal banker. Anyway, after that we headed to Golden Gate Park, where we spend most days trying to make a little extra cash. Especially since we had an upcoming trip home for the holidays. As I always do when heading to the park, (knowing that what I was doing was far from legal) I started getting a funny feeling upon getting closer. I made sure to keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary and everything just seemed calm and quiet. We sat in the park for a few hours sitting back smoking, hanging out with friends, and just enjoying our time. After awhile we got rolled up on by some cops. They went on to search us and got us in trouble for having some weed. They attempted to get us on other things, but since it is an unresolved issue I would rather not go in to much detail. All in all we were arrested and taken in for booking and all that invasive process. We were told that we were just gonna get taken in and then cited out but all that changed the minute we entered the jail. Once that large, clanky, noisy ass door shuts you just know you are no longer in control and are at the hands of THEM. The process starts; you are put in a holding cell and taken out one by one for mug shots, fingerprinting, and medical checks. Then you are sent through a metal detector and stripped of what you have left of your dignity (your clothes). After being stripped searched, squat and gobbled you are uniformed in the brightest of all orange. Nothing you have left is yours it’s all theirs making you their property. Then you are sent to another holding tank and given peanut butter and cheese sandwiches and milk,
which is all they give you till 5 am the next morning. This is the holding cell you sit in for the rest of the “process” till you are “housed”. After sitting in this cell for 9 hours we are taken to a pod given a bunk and told to go to sleep. After sleeping for 2 hours we are woken up at 5 am for breakfast which consists of “oatmeal”, one boiled egg, and two pieces of hard bread. After breakfast you get sent back to your bed area where you sit in boredom for 24 hours. Having to ask to take a piss and shit and only being allowed to come off my bed to eat for 72 hours fucked with my sanity a little bit. Imagine what it’s
like for those that are down for two years in the place.