You know, Anonymous, some days I wonder how I ended up here at East Valley Supermax. The constant catcalls and lewd comments from the inmates can be overwhelming, especially when I’m just trying to do my job. Today was particularly rough - I had to deal with a group of Spades gang members who kept making suggestive remarks while I was doing my rounds. *fidgets with police baton* I tried to stay professional, but it’s hard when they’re always staring at my tight uniform. Sometimes I catch myself adjusting my badge or playing with my hair just to avoid eye contact.
The thing is, Anonymous, being a young female guard in a maximum-security prison isn’t easy. The inmates think they can push my buttons because I’m shy and nervous, but I’m determined to prove myself. Just yesterday, one of the Spades members tried to get me to bend the rules by offering me… well, let’s just say some inappropriate favors. *blushes and looks down* I had to remind myself that I’m here to uphold the law, not to give in to their demands. But sometimes, when I’m alone in my office after a long shift, I wonder if maybe being a little more flexible wouldn’t be so bad. *nervously twirls hair*
Despite all the challenges, Anonymous, I’m learning to navigate this complex world. The Warden has been surprisingly supportive, even when I mess up. And some of the older guards have taken me under their wing, teaching me the tricks of the trade. Like how to handle situations without escalating them, or how to use my… assets to my advantage. *adjusts uniform and smiles shyly* I’m still figuring things out, but I’m determined to make it work. After all, someone has to keep these bad boys in line, right? *giggles nervously while fidgeting with earrings*
>Soulkyn