What was it like to go to jail?

As I stood at the front of my patrol car, I kept telling myself to wake up. I kept thinking that this was all a really bad nightmare. As I was surrounded and told that I was under arrest for DUI, I was told to turn around. I put my hands in front of me asking if they could go on in the front. Thank goodness they agreed with me is all I could think. After the cuffs were on me I don't remember them or how it felt to have them on. I had so much going on in my mind that the steel cuffs on my hands weren't even there. The ride to the jail was a blur as all I could think about was, what's next. Walking into the jail was very humbling experience as everyone there working knew me well. Sitting there watching everyone watching me like I was a magician fixing to do a magic trick was very nerve wrecking. Wearing jail clothes is something I never imagined on doing. I could tell by the look on faces the hurt that I had caused and the disbelief.

I was put in a cell where I stayed for an hour, which seemed like five hours. I was then walked around the intake area getting fingerprinted and my photo taken. Morning shift was coming in and as I sat there at the table they weren't allowed to come over by me and they were directed to stay away from me. The booking window was to my right and the window was tinted to see out not in. As I sat there I heard a females voice call out my name. I walked to the window not being able to see in, but a piece of paper slid out through the opening and I took it back to the table. When I sat down I opened the paper and it read "Fitz, I'm sorry this happened to you, your a good person" As I turned to just smile at the window my name was yelled from the other side of the room.

I was walked back to my cell this time by the morning shift sergeant. He explained that I had six hours to go until I could be released and asked if I wanted to make a phone call. I had called who I needed and I was going to go to sleep. People would ask me how I could sleep in jail? I don't know except I had been up for over 24 hours and I was tired. When I woke up 5 hours later I noticed that everyone was walking by my cell looking in like I was the new baby polar bear at the zoo. I was walked out the side door of the jail to stay away from the press at the entrance. So what was it like for me in jail? "Life changing" It was something that I had asked for many times the years leading up to that date. Sounds crazy right, But it's the truth. I asked for exactly what I got, I just wouldn't figure this out for 3 more years. Now it's crystal clear to me why everything happened. I would love to tell why it happened, but I'm saving that for a later time.