Your mileage may vary, future jailbirds
For most people, particularly those who have never been there before, the idea of going to jail is terrifying. Beyond the extreme disruption to their lives and the idea of losing their freedom, people are fearful of the same old thing as always: the unknown.
So, the good folks of Reddit reached out to their friends with pasts, asking other Reddit users to describe what their first day locked up was like. The answers ranged from the banal to the nearly unbelievable, leaving the idea of what actually happens in jail just as unknowable as when the question was first asked.
But hey, at least there were some good stories. We gathered a few of the best here for you to trawl through.
Handed the my passport to the guy at customs on my way through O.R. Tambo. He looked at my ‘visa’ funny, said ‘Never seen one like this before…’ and my heart kinda dropped into my stomach almost immediately. I didn’t really think much, just went into a numb sort of survival mode and tried to keep a low profile.
No white boy in his right mind lets himself get arrested in South Africa. Fortunately, they stuffed me in a cell with all the other illegal immigrant types for a week. As a white American, I had a kind of celebrity status I hadn’t expected. Everything was cool: Pakistani Muslims sharing food with Ugandan Christians; christians sharing weed with Muslims while I ran lookout.
I kinda missed those guys by the time I got out. (PoeticShaman)
And None for Thee
They gave me someone else’s withdrawal meds by mistake. Spent the first day in a blessed stupor. (Brandy_works)
I think the first thing thing that went through my mind was “How can I mentally prepare myself to survive this.” Then when you get moved to your cell it changes instantly “Who’s sizing me up”. After that while laying on the bunk its “I’m going to have a lot of unpaid bills when I get out”. (Clankkk)