You get out of the car at the grocery store and shake yourself down for personal contraband before going in so as not to violate facility regulations.
You stand at your own front door, ring the bell, and wait for Master Control to let you in.
You tell your friend to "drop me a kite" when you want them to contact you later.
You count your sharps and check to be sure your thermometer batteries haven't been stolen.
You are entirely comfortable with not having a cell phone on you during working hours
You use the term "On the Outs" to mean the free world.
You look at a stain on your clothes and wonder if it is blood, feces or taco sauce.
You watch the local news to find out who you will be seeing at work tomorrow.
You know that, "I slipped in the shower", "I fell off my bunk", and "I got hit playing basketball" all mean the same thing: "I got my rear-end handed to me."
You get nervous when someone is behind you.
You've seen a man with breasts wearing "Daisy Duke" shorts beat the heck out of three guys at the same time.
You can eat soup with a spork
You can actually read and understand an inmate's illiterate attempt at written requests. "I need a bace for my wrisit" or "I have sea roaches of the liver"
You can be told by three different people in the same morning that they had been hit upside the head with a baseball bat recently.
You believe 20% of what you hear and 50% of what you see.
The thought had crossed your mind to hold a seminar called "Suicide....Getting it Right the First Time"
You know that anyone willing to tuck things inside their rectum for easy transport is dangerous.