have u ever been to jail before or commited any felony?
604236
I've been to jail, but it was for a job interview.
952297
no. u can got to jail for that
914000
The jails are too full as it is. The cop had every legal right to take you to jail though. That's definitely an arrestable offence. Reckless driving. I kinda got that myself once upon a time
556150
Are you actually in jail yourself? \n\nIf so, it's just dawned on me that jail-birds are actually answering questions.  Scarey!!
600290
I have been arrested 3 times. I was a bad teenager. 2 of the arrests were for shoplifting. The first shoplifting I tried to steal a can of formula for my baby. I had no money and had just moved to that state and knew no one. When I was sitting in the back of Wal-Mart waiting for the cop to come and get me the Wal-Mart people gave me a bunch of baby clothes, diapers, wipes and formula for my son. Then they sent me off to jail. I spent 18 hours there. Right when I got out of there I was about to call someone to give me a ride, when some cops walked up to me and arrested me. They realized I had a speeding ticket that I had never paid from 3 years earlier. They took me to a different jail, which was worse than the first one. I was there for 6 days because I had an out of state drivers license and they didn't want to let me get out on bond for fear of me going back to that state and not paying. So I had to stay in jail til the court date. My third time was shoplifting once again, but that time it was just for the thrill of it. It was hair dye.LOL The cop handcuffed me and took me to jail. Got my statement and info and fingerprints and pic. He asked me if I had ever shoplifted before and I said no. He believed me and obviously couldn't find my previous record of it, so he just let me go home without doin time. I learned my lesson anyway though. That was the last time I ever stole anything.
84291
I was 19 when I got busted right after buying a bag of weed. one and a half ounces if I recall. (Minor misdemeanor possession, and Misdemeanor One Paraphernalia. It is ridiculous that I got in more trouble for having a pipe on me than I did for having drugs on me.) After having missed the court date for said tickets, I had a warrant out for my arrest. After evading it for about 3 weeks, I got tired of it and decided to "man up" to my mistake. Because I couldn't pony up the $48 dollars in bond required, I got stuck in county jail until the next court session, which was 6 days away. While I was in there, no-one told me when I was going to court, no-one told me IF I was going to court. Since this charge occurred in a municipality, there were no open lines of communication. I was crammed in a large two room cell with 24 other guys, and this room was obviously built for 16 people. The other prisoners got to calling me "Sonny-boy" after the little chicken boy with glasses from Foghorn Leghorn cartoons. There was one toilet, with NO barrier between me and the rest of the inmates. There was one shower with no curtain which no-one dared use, because of randy comments made by several of the other inmates. We had three square meals a day, food quality wise reminded me quite a bit of "free lunch" that I got from school because I was poor. There was a lot of bargaining and fighting over food in our cell, and I often had to wheel and deal to get people to leave me the F@#$ alone. There were about 16 beds, and everyone constantly argued and fought for them. I ended up sleeping on the standard issue gym mat right on the floor near a metal secured picnic table. There was only one window that showed the outside, and it was a sort of square park area about 20 feet big. The only thing in there was one lone tree, surrounded by a square of walls. I still see that scene in my mind as the perfect representation of losing my freedom. There was one guy in the cell that had a ton of paperback books, and that was what kept me sane in that place for 6 days. I did whatever I could to distract myself, I ended up reading 10 books in that 6 day time. At one point, one of my cellmates tried to forcibly remove my food from me, and I had to fight him. I feel horrible to this day, because this guy was like 60 years old. \n\n At that time in my life, I was losing myself to the drug scene. I was careening out of control and this experience started me on the path to sanity. After my court date and much pleading with the judge, I ended up with time served, a $900 fine (and court costs), and the order to "Consult a drug councilor". I did just that, thinking I could convince this person that I had no problem, and get back to my old ways. It did not pan out that way, and I spent 6 months in "Intensive Outpatient Rehab" with a 6-month sentence hanging over my head. Out of 32 of my peers in this program, me and one other person managed to come through the program successfully. About that time, I became involved with my future wife, and things have been great ever since. I came through all this without a scratch. It was tough for me, but his was what I needed to turn myself around. I have been drug free now for 8 glorious years, and I wouldn’t have changed this experience for the world. I often wonder how my life would have been had I not faced up to my mistake. Basically, jail sucks! It is a good punishment for many, but not for some. Do not get sent there if you can help it. (Unless that is what you need.)\nBlessed Be\nMyWifeRules2004
355509
Federal "pound me in the ass" prison.\n\nDepends.  Did you off someone, or steal a car, or molest a little boy.
810029
Only if your in jail (sometimes)
1148886
Why didn't you think about that before you committed the crimes?
348696
Yes, I have.\n\nI was driving home one night and about 1/4 mile from home I got this incredible urge to poop.  It got more urgent by the second.  I was coming upon a major intersection in downtown Brooklyn, where I make a left turn to go the last three blocks home.  If I missed the light, I knew it was like a three minute wait for the next green, so I accelerated.  Just as I was coming to the intersection, it turned red...but I ran it...I was terrified I'd be stopped by a cop and have to wait yet another ten minutes while he wrote a ticket. Luckily, there was no cop.\n\nI drove the last three blocks, and there was a spot right in front of my house.  I parked and ran inside.\n\nThere were about stairway about 25 long to get to my apartment on the second floor, and I was debating how to go up it.  By this time, I was clenching my butt cheeks as tight as possible to keep everything inside, and was worried that going up the stairs would somehow loosen my grip.  Should I run up as fast as I could, or go up slowly, concentrating on keeping my cheeks clenched.\n\nI decided to run.\n\nAs I was running up the stairs, the flow started.  It was the wrong choice; I should have gone up one step at time, slowly, while still holding it back tight.  By the time I reached the top, I was soaked with runny poop. I ran upstairs to the shower and removed all my clothes and took a long hot shower, making sure to get rid of any little pooplets that might be hanging on.  I put my dirty clothes in a garbage bag and three them out.\n\nThat was 15 years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday!
669724
yes.  a friend of mine and i broke into a person's house once when we were kids.  we didn't take anything, it was mainly to see if we could pull it off.  we went in through a basement window, walked around in the house for a while, then went back out through the window.\n\nno one found out about it.  i don't think God punished me for it---although he may have.  i've been forgiven for doing it---i know that.
773137
I was in the exact same situation when I was 19.  I had a totally clean record and had taken about $27 worth of stuff from a grocery store.  I did not have a job and I didn't want my mom to find out.\n\nI went to court on the date I was supposed to appear and I used the public defender that they had.  I was fined $500 plus another $100 (?) in court fees and given one year to do 40 hours of community service.  I think I was placed on probation for a year.   \n\nThe weird part was that they had told me something about how if I completed the 40 hours of community service it would be wiped off my record (?) because it was my first offense (something like that).  They kept saying the words 'misdemeanor' and 'felony'.  I could have sworn that they told me that if I didn't do my community service that it would be bumped up to a felony.  I don't see how that could have been true.  The whole thing was such a blur because I was so scared.  I was sure they were going to send me to jail.  \n\nI had to borrow the money from my boyfriend and I paid the fine.  My mom never found out.  A year went by and I never did the community service (long story).  When I returned to court when the year was up, I told the judge that I didn't do the community service and he said 'OK' and that was it.  I left.  I have no clue what I ended up actually being charged with and I've never seen my record.
710552
Why do you incarcerate yourself?  Is your crime so grave?\nCrime was done because you were only frightened and you had alreay recompense your infraction of the law
507553
yes, i was wrongly accused once...a work thing(exonerated)...guess that makes up for private-life-things i've gotten away with
271756
no.  Why are you asking?  Have you?  If yes, how many times?  If more than one time, turn yourself in!
633576
Yes they were felonies and once you are pardoned you are pardoned No more felony.
674912
B felony where I live, with 10-20 year sentences.