rainer/zufall
arms crossed
Rainer remembers: I've been detained or arrested some times. Nothing really serious, just what happens when you are young and party hard in this country. In most cases, I found myself in handcuffs and had my hands behind the back while the officer wrote me a citation.
This time, he insisted on booking me into jail. After booking, I was told that I was quite lucky because they would take me to court in a few moments and the judge will probaly let me go. But they also told me that there was a downside. Some high level inmates would go with me on the transport, and they treat all inmates according to the highest security level of those transported together. I had to take off all my clothes and they performed a full body search. it was so degrading! But it got even worse. They issued me a red and white striped jumpsuit and slippers which I was told to get in. Nothing else: no underwear, no socks, just that rough wearing jumpsuit. Then I heared the clinking of chains as another officer entered the booking area. I was so stunned as I spotted him hoding a set of chains in his right hand that my eyes were popping out of my head. The officer seemed to notice that because he asked my if that was actually my first time in jail. As i affirmed he told me: "Well mate, it's not comfortable, but restraints are not meant to be comfortabe. I'v been in them some times during training. It really sucks. But you have no choice. Take it like a man. And now, turn around and put your hands behind your head." I swallowed hard and did what I was told. I was frightened as I felt the cold steel of the chain being wrapped around my waist. I heared a padlock snap and then I knew I would not get out of these chains soon. Then the officer told me to put my right arm down. I yelled "yes, sir" and put it down so that he could put it into the cuff. As I was told to do the same with the left arm, I realized that he as about to restrain me with my arms crossed. I feebly asked him: "Sir, with all due respect, but isn't that a bit exaggerated? I won't make any troubles, I promise." He answered: "Look mate, normally I would cuff your hands at the side. But you are going on a high security transport, and therefore I have to restrain you with your arms crossed. It's the rules." I answered: "The rules suck." he replied with some hint of mercy in his vioce: "Well, sometimes they do. I must ask you to kneel on the bench. I have to apply leg irons too." I felt my throat tie up, but did as I was told. As I didn't wear socks, he put the leg irons on my bare ankles. They were so cold and uncomfortable! The officer grabbed my right arm. "Stand up, mate. Be careful when walking with these on. Wait, it's your first time, I'll help you." He kept my right arm while escorting me to the transport van waiting for us inmates.
As I entered the van, some other dudes were still in. They didn't look very sympathic, so I even was a bit happy that we all were in the same restraints so they would't be able to do me any harm. As I sat down in the van, the guards locked the door and we started our journey to court.
As we arrived, I was the first to be led in front of the judge. He suggested dropping all charges in exchange of 100 hours of community service. I accepted without thinking because the restraints were so uncomfortable I would have given everything to get them off as soon as possible. Therefore, the hearing took only a few minutes and the officer who escorted me to court gave me an individual ride back to jail, just for me! When we reached the booking area, he took the restraints off. As he noticed my feeling of relief, he said: "Well mate, that may teach you a lesson." Actually, it did. I became much more cautious and didn't party that hard any more.
arms crossed
Rainer remembers: I've been detained or arrested some times. Nothing really serious, just what happens when you are young and party hard in this country. In most cases, I found myself in handcuffs and had my hands behind the back while the officer wrote me a citation.
This time, he insisted on booking me into jail. After booking, I was told that I was quite lucky because they would take me to court in a few moments and the judge will probaly let me go. But they also told me that there was a downside. Some high level inmates would go with me on the transport, and they treat all inmates according to the highest security level of those transported together. I had to take off all my clothes and they performed a full body search. it was so degrading! But it got even worse. They issued me a red and white striped jumpsuit and slippers which I was told to get in. Nothing else: no underwear, no socks, just that rough wearing jumpsuit. Then I heared the clinking of chains as another officer entered the booking area. I was so stunned as I spotted him hoding a set of chains in his right hand that my eyes were popping out of my head. The officer seemed to notice that because he asked my if that was actually my first time in jail. As i affirmed he told me: "Well mate, it's not comfortable, but restraints are not meant to be comfortabe. I'v been in them some times during training. It really sucks. But you have no choice. Take it like a man. And now, turn around and put your hands behind your head." I swallowed hard and did what I was told. I was frightened as I felt the cold steel of the chain being wrapped around my waist. I heared a padlock snap and then I knew I would not get out of these chains soon. Then the officer told me to put my right arm down. I yelled "yes, sir" and put it down so that he could put it into the cuff. As I was told to do the same with the left arm, I realized that he as about to restrain me with my arms crossed. I feebly asked him: "Sir, with all due respect, but isn't that a bit exaggerated? I won't make any troubles, I promise." He answered: "Look mate, normally I would cuff your hands at the side. But you are going on a high security transport, and therefore I have to restrain you with your arms crossed. It's the rules." I answered: "The rules suck." he replied with some hint of mercy in his vioce: "Well, sometimes they do. I must ask you to kneel on the bench. I have to apply leg irons too." I felt my throat tie up, but did as I was told. As I didn't wear socks, he put the leg irons on my bare ankles. They were so cold and uncomfortable! The officer grabbed my right arm. "Stand up, mate. Be careful when walking with these on. Wait, it's your first time, I'll help you." He kept my right arm while escorting me to the transport van waiting for us inmates.
As I entered the van, some other dudes were still in. They didn't look very sympathic, so I even was a bit happy that we all were in the same restraints so they would't be able to do me any harm. As I sat down in the van, the guards locked the door and we started our journey to court.
As we arrived, I was the first to be led in front of the judge. He suggested dropping all charges in exchange of 100 hours of community service. I accepted without thinking because the restraints were so uncomfortable I would have given everything to get them off as soon as possible. Therefore, the hearing took only a few minutes and the officer who escorted me to court gave me an individual ride back to jail, just for me! When we reached the booking area, he took the restraints off. As he noticed my feeling of relief, he said: "Well mate, that may teach you a lesson." Actually, it did. I became much more cautious and didn't party that hard any more.