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During our initial security round another officer and I were removing footlocker lids that were being used to obstruct vision into cells. When we got to an inmate’s cell that was a consistent violator of this policy and many other policies, we noticed that he had a footlocker lid placed by the cell bars on his bed with the rough part of the lid facing towards the bars and a towel covering it.

He was lying there chilled out, so I told the inmate that I was taking it because it was obstructing the cell bars and it was an unauthorized use of the lid.

He said, "OK", so I pulled it out.

Later, during the serving of breakfast, he went to the sarge and told him that I banged him in the face with the lid and caused him an abrasion above the right eye.

The sarge asked him if he wanted to see the nurse.

He stated that he did not.

Later, he told an officer that he now wanted to see the nurse.

It should be noted that the back of his head was toward the lid, the lid was covered with a towel, the rougher part of the lid was facing away from him, at no time did the lid touch him while I was removing it and at the time, he stated nothing about the lid coming in contact with him at all. I locked him up for misrepresentation.

Later, I was called into the lieutenant’s office and yelled at by the lieutenant. I would not tolerate this and yelled back at him. If this lieutenant was so stupid to not be able to realize the game that was being played, he did not belong here. This did not go well.

He called the inmate into the office with me. I was supposed to apologize. I never said that I would.

The inmate entered and gave his story. He pointed to an old scar above his eye. That is what I was supposed to have done a couple of hours earlier. This was an old scar, not a new abrasion.

This was too much. I pointed out to this idiot lieutenant that it was an old scar and that the officer with me had verified what I reported. I informed the lieutenant of the many previous violations and disruptions to the unit that this inmate had been caught doing. I flat out called the inmate a liar.

The lieutenant had warned me, before this inmate came into his office, that this would be a time to try to smooth over the situation. I did not see it that way. It was time for this guy to be sent to Oak Park Heights. If he wants to file charges against me for something I did not do, bring it on asshole.

This guy never filed charges against me, because he knew it was all a play he was making to try to get this idiot lieutenant to let him have his way.

A couple of years later, while I was working in A-East, this inmate was transferred into my unit. His demeanor was quite different than he had previously displayed.

When he saw me, he came up to me and asked if he could speak to me.

I told him he could speak to me whenever he wanted.

He apologized for his lies and behavior when we were in B-West together. He told me that he realized that he was being an asshole. He told me that he had changed his ways and that I wouldn’t be having any trouble out of him. He told me that he knew everything I did was what I was supposed to do. He admitted to playing the lieutenant. He thanked me for never retaliating against him. He said that because of that, it was a big factor in him seeing things straight and turning his life around. He said he was going to do good time from here on in, get out of prison and never do anything to get him locked up in here again.

Things like this guy turning around were one of the things that help to keep us officers doing the right thing in this place.