b"I had been through that all. I had cooking knowledge, experience when I came to the Correction Department. The onlything was the amounts, that's the only difference there was.How many inmates were in that jail?In the jail, we prepared for 1,500. 1,500 per meal. I was making breakfast mainly. But it was also a lot of other thingsinvolved because they also wanted me to make the salad for the lunch meal on the midnight tour. If it was a day where I had to make hot cereal, hot cereals days were more strenuous, I found an inmate. Id say: Listen, you gonna be my hotcereal man. I show him how to make it, two vats of hot cereal for 1,500 people. You start at a certain time, When it'sready, I'm gonna be there with you, youre not gonna be by yourself, I'm gonna walk you through it. Surprisingly, I gotthe job done. I shined. It surprised me. I had never worked in a jail before.Was this cafeteria style? Or is it taken to people in their cells?It was taken to their cells. Once we prepare the meals, they go out to various parts of the jail. Every jail has a pantryon each level, A Side and a B side and there's a pantry on each side. They got X amount of pans of cereal to feed the inmates in that housing unit, which is more than fifty. Inmates delivered to the cells. I prepared it; they took care of itafter that. My main thing was working in the kitchen, we prepare the meals and we load them up into Cambros, a unitthat'll keep food hot. But there was a lot of animosity there, there was some people that wanted to see me fail, other cooksSince you were on the midnight shift, how much did you have to do with the other cooks?Well, very little, and I tried to keep it that way, because I stayed working midnights for the first five and a half years. I had to stay away from those people. They were idiotsnot the inmates, my co-workers, they were the problem. I stayedwith the Department of Corrections for 20 years. The inmates weren't the problem. The problem was my co-workers, theywere the problem. They don't want you to succeed, no. I don't know why they didn't like me, whatever the case may be,they just didn't want me to succeed.How would that manifest itself? They would say bad things. They would say something like: Oh, the meal got out late. Or whatever the case maybe. They tried, but, no matter how hard they tried, they didn't succeed. They would say it to supervisors. I was the low manon the totem pole.Did you have much to do with the supervisor or administrator?They weren't on my tour. They didn't come to work until the night shift started at four a.m. That was the tour wherethere was a supervisor, there was a manager, then administrator came in. They came in after four a.m., so from 11:30 tofour a.m., I was basically on my own. I had the keys to the place; I was in charge. I worked from 11:30 p.m. to seven a.m.By four a.m., I had to be out of their way, so breakfast had to leave the kitchen by three a.m. So, by four o'clock, I had tomake sure the place was clean for the next tour. Then, I would stay there for a few hours. Id help with salad preparation.Sometimes I would help them with their meal if there was time. I'll go in the refrigerator and pull the meat out for you, 175 "