Hello, Benjamin from Brothers Campfire here!
I hosted another public speaking bit at the prison yesterday. We call ot Toastmasters or a Gavel club, but I am not sure if it is registered through them or not.
I am excited about it as it is moving in a good direction to help offenders when they get “back on the streets.”
It is difficult with my ears though. I can only. hear about half of what is being said and thay is frustrating.
The ears have been a problem for a while. Typically, they get clogged with earwax rather easily.
I feel proper care has been taken with power tools. I may upgrade my ear protection to protect them even more. It is hard to have a discussion without functioning ears.
A functioning stomach is necessary today. There will be a potluck for our department.
Halfway through my Correctional experience, it has been determined thatt when staff retention is a priority, it is time to treat folks like human beings. At this point, it is a little awkward in our relationship.
Relationships require work.
Emotionally unatatched in this one sided courtship, All this time it has been a dirty business of flesh for cash , so why change now?
I wish, just wish, that when I went to the Academy, that proper training was given.
Policy was preached, integrity was paramount. As a twenty-something keen on being the department’s finest, I endeavored.
What they should have taught was, there are more than fifty shades of grey, it is a political environment and regulations are a tool to be used against your enemies.
Had I not taken the hard-nosed path of a straight and narrow in my career, I would assuredly become someone I did not like.