JobCorps

One word, Prison. Once you arrive at JobCorps you will find yourself stripped of civil liberties while constantly being reminded that you are being giving a tremendous opportunity (The same opportunity any bum off the street can get) witch is ironic because most people at JobCorps are homeless. The part of my life i spent at JobCorps i like to dub "My Two Weeks in Hell". First off, upon arrival we were given expired old turkey sandwiches, served leftover Mexican lasagna 3 days in a row, saw more drugs than an entire lifetime, fights plentiful, alcohol, shit on my toilet seat upon arrival, someone pissed on someones door in my wing, rules that are to inhumane for prison, no internet, no leaving campus, no nothing. To refrain from being board there is a gym with a basketball court, warning enter at own risk, this court is heavily populated with angry belligerent black folks who cant handle a loss and will easily fight over the slightest argument, is best to avoid. Ethnic ratio 70% blacks, 28% spanish, and 2% white. I was part of that 2% and acquired the name Eminem because of it. Quite simply JobCorps is a last resort all hope is gone, homeless or prison bound, government run and funded Youth Correctional Facility. AVOID AT ALL COSTS. If One is so unlucky and is tricked to get up there, one must buy his own ways back home witch in my case was a 100$ bus ticket BEWARE!