It's like a small town where everybody has like a lifted truck or a big cool car, you know, and drives up and down the strip, you know, the main drag and the town over. It's just stupid small town living, you know. So I was dating this guy and he was bad news. Chapter two, Heather. I was so in over my head. Okay. But I knew that he had been to prison and was out on parole. And when he was very young, he had committed some crime that got him in prison. I think he got arrested when he was like 19. And then by the time he got out, I don't know, he was like 26. So when I was dating him, he was 26. I was 16. Oh, my God. Yeah, and I lied and told him I was 18, and I used to lie to my mother and tell her I was going babysitting, and, you know, I would go out with this guy. I always, in my 16-year-old brain, always thought this guy didn't have the tools to assimilate back into society, which is why he would get in trouble and go back into prison. You know, it's hard to find a job when you got a conviction for a robbery or whatever it was he did, right? After being incarcerated for that long, you have a prison mentality. You know, and sometimes it's kill or be killed in prison. I always felt like, hey, you know what? I think that these criminals need more help functioning outside of prison. Now, mind you, unbeknownst to me, Eddie, we'll just call him Eddie, was using drugs and got really upset one night and popped out of the bushes and he punched me in the head. He had a cast on his arm. I saw stars that night. I didn't call the police because I was like, oh, my God, like, he's going to get arrested, go back to prison, and then it's going to be all my fault. And when he gets out, he's going to come kill me. Right? So he ended up going back to prison, not because of me, but for something else. I think he's in prison for life now. But when I ended up coming out to California to go to college, I decided I wanted to be a parole officer. And I was going to help all the criminals assimilate back into society. I started working for the probation department in L.A. County, and I was assigned to work in their narcotics testing unit. So I would, like, watch not-so-hygiene-conscious people pee in a cup to make sure that it was their urine for their drug testing. And I saw all kinds of things. This one girl barfed all over me one day because someone told her to drink Drino, and it would give her a clean pee test. and then like one guy got busted with like a fake penis you know he had like a fake contraption that he had filled up with somebody's clean urine and got busted there was all kinds of crazy stuff going