Its a Thursday night and I have just tilted off a couple buy ins at 50 leaving me feeling pretty shitty so I decide to hit up the bars with my room mate. We are out at Cafe Mare, a pretty cool joint that has Raggae nights on thursday. The place is jam packed and there are a ton of cute girls. Me and my buddy are working on getting hammered and dancing with the females. Eventually we are on my way out and I see this bad looking girl with a perfect body and a very skimpy shirt on. I make some kinda comment to her, I don't really remember what and she bites and asks if I want to smoke a cigarette. I find out that she's a stripperI'm not surprised because like I said shes bad!
We eventually leave to another bar and tear up the dance floor. This girl is a freak and shes breaking it down in every way possible. I can't wait to take this girl home but somehow get separated from her. She gives me a call in a little bit and tells me her and her friend are at the Long's parking lot. I am way too smashed to drive so I give my keys to my friend who drives over to Longs. When we are pulling into the parking lot we see two cops talking to the girls. At first I try to get Alex to leave but these girls are too fine to leave behind so we decide to wait until the cops are done talking to them.
The girl gives me a call and I pick up and start talking to her. As I am doing this the cops appear and tell me, "You slipped up, we heard you talking to her! Get on the curb!"
At this point I am dumbstruck and don't know what the hell is going on. I figure its a misunderstanding. Eventually they line both girls and me and my buddy up on the curb. I repeatedly ask them why I am being detained and they told me there was a robbery in the area and I match a suspect. About 3 more police cars roll up and one shines his light on us and we each step forward. After I step forward one of the cops says, "Yes, thats him."
At this point I can't believe whats happening. They put me in cuffs and throw me in the back with the stripper. At this point I am ripping her a new one the whole way to the holding cell.
I get detained for 4 hours before they even talk to me. I find out my "accomplice" to the robbery is in another holding cell. Miranda (the girl) and the guy apparently know each other and are talking from cell to cell. Finally the officers read me my rights and question me. I am so drunk here I tell them what I did and who saw me that night but it eventually leads into me blowing up and ranting at these cops about how much bullshit this situation. I am not sure how I came off but I would not be surprised if it wasn't good.
I eventually get moved to county jail where I enter a nasty cell full of 7 tweakers including one guy who beat up a newspaper guy, stole his car and went on a joyride knocking over as many trash cans as possible. This guy is also coming down off of heroine and is smacked out of his mind, extremely hostile, shivering and sweating and basically insane. It smells like piss and spit is all over the floor. Their is no door on the bathroom and no cots, just uncomfortable plastic chairs. We have a TV playing infomercials in spanish. Fucking great.
I immediately inquire about how much my bail is and get the answer. $50,000. My mind is blown, what the hell did I allegedly steal? No one will tell me anything except I am being charged with a felony. I call up my parents and lucky for me my dad is prepared to make the drive down to Santa Cruz and bail me out.
I have a lot of trouble sleeping around these psychos and after 30 hours and no sleep I am going slightly crazy myself. After 1 day of jail I am sure I never could handle a longer term. The food is disgusting, for lunch we got baloney between 2 slices of bread. My dad eventually bails me out and I am very relieved only to find out they will not give me my cloths back because apparently it is evidence for the case. Brand new hat, brand new jeans, brand new shirt all done. At least they let me get my shoes back.
So my arraignment is on the 21st and hopefully I will be able to take care of this bullshit or it is seriously going to fuck up my life.