The following story is something very personal that has changed my life completely (in a positive way) & I’d like to share with everyone. I wanna show people that we all make mistakes but it’s what we do after that proves who we are. This will be broken up into four parts: THE MISTAKE, 17.5HRS IN JAIL, THE CONSEQUENCES & THE NEW ME.
According to them it was Monday, March 30, 2009 @ 2:15am when it happened. I still remember the flashing lights and the sound of the sirens. As soon as I saw them I said to myself “OH FUCK THIS IS IT, I AM GOING TO JAIL”. I took everything out of my pockets (wallet, cell phone, keys) and threw them in my dash compartment. The officer came to the window asked me for license & registration. I obeyed, he then asked me if I realized that I had run a red light, I told him I didn’t know (to this day I have no idea if I did or didn’t). He then asked me to step out of the vehicle. I stepped out of the vehicle and nearly fell to the floor; I had to use the car to stand up straight. He then told me I was being arrested for “SUSPESION OF DRIVING WHILE INTOXICATED”.
You are probably wondering how I got here; I’m going to make this as short as possible. It was a Sunday I had played 2 softball games that morning came home took a nap. I woke up around 5pm to a few texts and missed calls. My friends wanted me to go out to the bar with them (after all they knew I loved going out Sundays because they are my Saturdays). I really didn’t want to go out at all (always follow your 1st impulse), I was too tired but they text & text. I rolled out of bed got dressed and made my way to the bar. We were having a great time and my favorite drink was $1 (Vodka Seven). Im not going to lie it must have been around 9pm that I had already blacked out. I don’t recall anything between then & the time of my arrest. Back to the arrest…
I was cuffed put in the back of the car and taken to the Chevron across the street. This is where he let me know that he was going to do 3 field sobriety tests on me. I wasn’t going to do them, but the only reason I did was because the front of the car was not facing me so I knew it wasn’t going to be recorded.
- 1st he asked me to follow the pen… I couldn’t follow it for shit.
- 2nd he asked me to lift one leg and balance for more than 30 seconds… the whole time I was thinking “okay Jaime you took 13 years of ballet this is where it’s going to pay off” NOPE that was a complete failure.
- 3rd he asked me to walk in a straight line… I thought “okay I got this, shoulders back, head up, tummy tight now go” YUP complete failure too.
After all that he asked me to go ahead and blow in a breathalyzer so he can record my BAC (blood alcohol concentration). I firmly told him no, he told me I had too; I let him know that I wasn’t. He then proceeded to let me know I was gonna be taken to Houston city jail for ““SUSPESION OF DRIVING WHILE INTOXICATED”. I was cuffed again and placed in the car. The whole time I was back there, I had a million thoughts running through my head. These are just a few:
“OMG what are they going to do with Tyler?”
“Wow this is what the back of a cop car looks like from the inside.”
“Hmmm these bars are really made of metal”
“Damn I have small feet & can’t set my feet straight back here, how do people with big feet do it?”
“Wow I’m actually going to jail; I wonder what my parents are going to say when they find out?”
“Why am I not crying, I cry for everything?”
“Now I know I have lived a little, I am going to jail for the 1st time ever.”
“Fuck I’m gonna miss the Britney Spears concert tomorrow.”
We finally made it to our destination. The cop took me out of the vehicle and at this point I was wide awake (HELL I was wide awake the moment I saw the sirens pulling me over). I looked ahead and I wasn’t alone. There had to have been at least 15 cops in line waiting to drop off someone they had arrested. We waited & waited & waited finally it was our turn to walk through the door. The next 17.5 hours were something I’ll never forget. I will continue that on my next post “17.5HRS IN JAIL”.
This is by far the biggest mistake I have ever made in my life and believe me I have learned my lesson. Oh & yes I am calling this a mistake. I know Drinking & Driving is a serious issue in our country and around the world. I know I could have hurt myself or more importantly someone else. I also know that some people HATE people like me for doing what I did. I however am a firm believer of the following quote “He who lives in a glass house shouldn’t throw stones”. I also believe that we are ALL human and we ALL make mistakes. This is only the beginning of the mistake that I had to deal with for 19 months.