Ya want some from my experiences as a guard at San Quintin, Calif, a max security prison , unless it brings back too many memories for HIT's sas.
I was raised with movies of Humphry Bogart, and others in the big house, always violence so when I tok on the temp. job as a guard I was preconditioned I remember that one of the unofficial tests was to walk across the yard when all of the cons were in it and milling around. Of course the cons were unto this test and hammed it up by muttereing threats etc in low voices as the candidate walked across the Yard. Many never made it acros the big yard. had some experience so made it across safely ?? However there wasn't any real danger, so I was accepted. So began an episode of adventure, which culminated in two attempts on my life,
They weren'r successful if your interested
The first was when I was supervising loading in one of the shops. I was standing just outside of the large doors, watching a con run a large loader in and out, He had made perhaps 10 or 12 runs with loads, always backing out, while I stood in a certain spot checking the loading. For some reason I changed position, when he came roaring out of the building with a full load, right over the spot where I had been standing for the previous loads.,
If I had still been standing in that spot I would prob. have been killed, he was a Psychopath.
There wasn't anything that I ccould do, he could always claim that it was an accident, and I couldn't prove otherwise. so I merely grinned, to let him know that I knew what he had attempted and let it ride.
However the other cons wouldn't let up on him, they knew, and I gained points in their eyes, he probably suffered from them, than if I had written him up.
Then there was the time ------