
“Nine
hours here, and now nine hours back,“ the guard grumbled. “What
a day.”
Stanley
thought about the long, miserable bus ride and felt a little
sorry for the guard and the bus driver.
The
man in the cowboy hat spit sunflower seed shells into a wastepaper
basket. Then he walked around the desk to Stanley. “My name is
Mr. Sir,” he said. “Whenever you speak to me you must call me
by my name, is that clear?”
Stanley
hesitated. “Uh, yes, Mr. Sir,” he said, though he couldn't imagine
that was really the man's name.
“You're
not in the Girl Scouts anymore,” Mr. Sir said.
Stanley had to remove his clothes in front of Mr. Sir, who made
sure he wasn't hiding anything. He was then given two sets of
clothes and a towel. Each set consisted of a long-sleeve orange
jumpsuit, and orange T-shirt, and yellow socks. Stanley wasn't
sure if the socks had been yellow originally.
He
was also given white sneakers, an orange cap, and a canteen made
of heavy plastic, which unfortunately was empty. The cap had a
piece of cloth sewn on the back of it, for neck protection.