Tillamook County - come on vacation, leave on probation. I decided it didn't quite work for me, so I've changed it to: Tillamook County - check your mail, end up in jail, which is exactly where I was for nine (count 'em, NINE) whole days.
I couldn't find anyone to bail me out or who was willing to do a 3rd party release, and since I wasn't allowed to call long distance or make calls to cell phones (all those drug dealers, you know...), I sat until I had my court date. I really don't think they would have let me out anyway, because I would have been considered a flight risk. The fact that I would have come back to fight the charge didn't make any difference to them.
All the documentation I needed to prove my innocence was in Seattle, under lock and key in my storage unit - and I had the only key. So, I spent my days in lockup, reading more than I have in the past few years.
I finally had my court date, and the deputy DA wanted me to do 6 more days, and plead guilty to the charge. I refused and demanded time served (9 days) and a plea of "no contest" because I had all the documentation I needed, but the court system wouldn't allow me to go get it. The DA did finally agree to my pleading "no contest," but refused to go down on the jail time.
The judge overruled the DA, and cut the jail time to time served, and accepted the "no contest plea. It was both an interesting experience (my first) and probably the worst time. My mother (she's 81) had no idea where I was for several days, because I couldn't call her (she's in Washington). I was booked in at approximately 5 pm, but wasn't able to make any phone calls until almost 11 pm, and since I couldnt get through to anyone, it wasnt until after 7 am Sunday morning that anyone knew where I was.
Anyway, Im back home, and although Im a bit worse for having to sleep on a 1 mat, I dont want to do it again and hopefully never will!
Janet
I couldn't find anyone to bail me out or who was willing to do a 3rd party release, and since I wasn't allowed to call long distance or make calls to cell phones (all those drug dealers, you know...), I sat until I had my court date. I really don't think they would have let me out anyway, because I would have been considered a flight risk. The fact that I would have come back to fight the charge didn't make any difference to them.
All the documentation I needed to prove my innocence was in Seattle, under lock and key in my storage unit - and I had the only key. So, I spent my days in lockup, reading more than I have in the past few years.
I finally had my court date, and the deputy DA wanted me to do 6 more days, and plead guilty to the charge. I refused and demanded time served (9 days) and a plea of "no contest" because I had all the documentation I needed, but the court system wouldn't allow me to go get it. The DA did finally agree to my pleading "no contest," but refused to go down on the jail time.
The judge overruled the DA, and cut the jail time to time served, and accepted the "no contest plea. It was both an interesting experience (my first) and probably the worst time. My mother (she's 81) had no idea where I was for several days, because I couldn't call her (she's in Washington). I was booked in at approximately 5 pm, but wasn't able to make any phone calls until almost 11 pm, and since I couldnt get through to anyone, it wasnt until after 7 am Sunday morning that anyone knew where I was.
Anyway, Im back home, and although Im a bit worse for having to sleep on a 1 mat, I dont want to do it again and hopefully never will!
Janet
