You choose to be a prison guard, and prison guard is all you are because Lord knows you don't correct anyone. But you are all the time bitching with the garbage you put up with. You don't hear spuds and I bitching about all the crap we put up with. Or Greenmonster complainining about his daily headaches. You do it for attention because you were never shown any attention growing up, and are looking for that so called feather in your hat. You are doing a job that most any Tom, [richard] or Harry could do. What's so hard about walking the halls checking pods and if something is wrong, calling 4 or five of your buddies, and getting off camera, beating the snot out of someone. Now that takes a man. If you don't like your job---simply quit.



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