"Why you gotta be all extra?!!"
. . . was the question posed to me recently, by a county jailhouse clerk, as she processed my release paperwork. That's right, I was thrown in jail again, right before Christmas, for "trespassing" this time for the unauthorized use of a hospital cafeteria's microwave. I should probably be thankful that I didn't get the death penalty, this is, after all, Texas (humor ya'll).
Back to the question posed. My initial, emotionally charged, response was to rebuke and remind the clerk that she had not walked in my shoes, therefore, how dare she judge my testimony or my worship. I'm sure she felt justified and probably thought she was putting me in my place; coming at me in a "sistah skrait...