Don’t Wait. Time Will Never Be Just Right.

time will never be just right

Woot, I’m finally back!

I don’t know how you guys and gals have been doing lately but I hope you’ve been doing great.

The reason I’m not aware of that is because I disappeared a little bit from your blogs, twitter, facebook, my own blog and the whole Internet…

Heck, I dissappeared from everywhere since I had the “pleasure” to be put in jail last weekend!

I was released the same day but honestly I was so frustrated with that situation that I wanted my feelings to calm down before actually letting you know about it.

I’ll be brief since I don’t want to get pissed from this again.

The Birthday Celebration

It was a Saturday night just like any other weekend, I went out to pick my girlfriend then we went to a friend’s house. We had a couple of beers there to catch up since a couple of friends had just arrived from the USA and then we went on our way to a Country Club where one of my girlfriend’s best friends was having a small birthday celebration on.

So far, so good.

We had a few rounds of beer, we also had sushi for dinner and some appetizers and then we called it a day at about 2:00 am.

Off we go, I told my girlfriend we should go and have some aftermath beers at our initial friend’s house but in all honesty I was dead tired since I went to bed at 5:00 am that day so all I had in my mind was to reach my house and jump directly to bed and it was a mutual agreement, “let’s just go home already” we said.

So I was maybe at a 7 minute drive from my girlfriend’s house and we see this huge anti-alcohol police roadblock ahead.

There was no way for me to avoid them but I wasn’t concerned since I just had a few beers and I have never been pulled off from something like that before, I was ordered to pull over and so I did.

The Police Roadblock

I asked what the problem was and the officer told me I had alcoholic breath.

I told him I wasn’t expecting something else “I just got off from a party” I said (I wanted to say “Sherlock” at the end but I’m always respectful with authority so I just played along) and I said I was taking my girlfriend home, that the weekend was over for us and that we wanted to get some rest.

The officer was not comfortable with that answer and ordered me to get off my vehicle so I did and asked once again “what’s the problem? I’m just taking my girlfriend home”.

He said he had to test me with the alcohol meter first, I wasn’t thrilled since I told him I was perfectly fine but I agreed to do the test.

So I blew on the thing and due to my ingenuity (or stupidity) he told me he had to take my SUV and that I was going on detention.

I couldn’t believe it and I remained calm the whole time. I was very concerned about leaving my girlfriend just “there” at 2:00am in the morning in the middle of nowhere and as soon as she said she was going to wait for a friend of hers I was a bit more relieved and then started worrying about myself.

The Detention Center

This was not THE jail. I was taken to a place where people are put on hold before having an audience with a judge (but let me tell you it wasn’t any less terrifying).

I never felt fear (up to this point) since I was completely aware that I didn’t do anything wrong so I just followed every order I was given and greeted every officer I encountered.

As soon as I walked in to the actual cells I got into instant panic mode.

It was 2:30 am and there were dozens of people yelling, banging on the doors, threatening each other that they were going to kill themselves as soon as they got out and I honestly can tell you I was trying to go to my “happy place” and all of a sudden the only thing I was thinking of was to get out of there alive.

At the time I was walking through the hall, many dudes were yelling so many different things (this time at me) that I swear I thought I wasn’t going to be able to make it out of there in one piece.

I kept repeating to myself “this can’t be that bad, this can’t be that bad” and to my relief, I was taken to the last cell where just three persons were lying on the floor, completely passed out.

The Cell

So I was ordered to step in, I did and so I was locked out.

Nobody told me what the procedure was, what to expect, how much time to wait, nothing… I was completely lost.

The stench of dried piss, vomit, feces and only God knows what else was unbelievable. I really thought I was in a Marilyn Manson video only for real.

I refused to touch anything but unfortunately there wasn’t anything to sit down. It was just floor and a small one-meter wall made out of concrete blocks to cover the hole where a person would normally take a piss (it was just a hole).

So I kept myself standing for about two hours (in my mind I was still hoping a security guard was just going to say it was a mistake to have me there but that never happened).

I felt tired as hell and I wanted to sleep and I slowly started losing strength, I kneeled down, tried many resting positions until I finally had to sit on the floor.

6:30 am

It was finally calm, many people were taken out and the yelling and the door banging was very minimum at about 6:00 am.

A police appeared saying my name, I immediately got up and was taken to some offices.

I had to sign a lot of stuff there, I saw a medic that was supposed to perform a medical test on me but there was none.

She (the doctor) even said that the officer didn’t include my alcohol meter sheet in the report and I just kept myself quiet (you know the saying… “anything you say… blah blah blah”) but it was odd to me and I did notice.

So after thinking I was finally going outside (I felt thirsty, hungry, tired, confused, etc) I was ordered to step into an empty cell with other three dudes.

Those guys had literally fire in their eyes, I can tell you they were completely drunk and I was just as any other police officer there, I still couldn’t believe I was taken to this place but “whatever” I thought.

Time To Man Up

Some officer came for us (and again, I was thinking I was finally going free) took us to a special office and we had to remove all our belongings and put them in a bag.

My first thought was “wtf… am I going to jail or what?” but he just ordered us to follow him to the deeper cells afterwards and well… Oh… My… God…

If I was scared before I seriously was about to shit my pants… I was thrown in a 4×5 cell with 17 other people (yes I counted) and as soon as I got in everyone was just looking directly at me like “what’s up puto?”

I knew it was time to man up and so I did.

As soon as I got in, I took a corner next to a lot of rotten food and immediately sat there.

I didn’t care for my pants, shirt, not getting my hands dirty, all I could think was “I’m just going to be one of them” but I still didn’t make eye contact with anyone in something like a couple of hours.

Be Careful With What You Wish For…

On my previous post about Arnold Schwarzenegger and his 6 Rules On Life Tim Bonner recommended to watch the Shawshank Redemption movie.

I watched that movie right on that same day before going to the party and I was thinking how would I manage to survive if I was in such a bad situation like being in jail.

You can check it out on this image down below:

shawshank redemption comment

Well… I’m not sure if watching the movie helped or not  (it probably did) but the guy playing the main character always kept his cool. He was raped a few times but he managed to survive and he even won in the very end (it’s definitely a must watch movie).

So I remembered a lot the movie and instead of being angry or anything I just rolled with the experience.

There Are Times That You Need To Be More Aggressive

I still don’t understand how this officer thought he was doing the city a favor by putting me in detention for a few drinks, I honestly can’t.

I have a lot of papers that prove that I was taken with abuse since I had half of the required alcohol percentage to be taken to that pre-jail system.

There was no medic exam either and a lot more regulations were violated and even though I could probably sue that officer (I have his name and his face on camera too) chances are I would end up getting in deeper trouble.

Mexican police is something you don’t mess around and being in the city I live in, where a lot of weird things just “happen” I’d rather tell you about my experience and turn this into the drive to get the heck out of here as soon as I’m financially able to.

For the next time, I already know what my rights are on this matter so I won’t be taking orders that easily.

I did get released eventually but man… this is definitely one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. Hopefully I won’t have to go through this again!

The Time Will Never Be Just Right

I’m not really a quote’s kind of guy but this fits perfectly with what I’m trying to say.

“Do not wait; the time will never be just right. Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along.” ~ Napoleon Hill.

Conclusion

Time will never be just right.

There is always something that’s going to be taking your focus away. Something that won’t let you feel you’re ready.

That “something” can be a million different things so if you’re always blaming that little something, there’s no way you can succeed.

For me… I’m very sad to say this but as soon as I “recovered” from this situation, my uncle living next door died.

I struggle every day but I’m not giving up and I hope you’re doing the same.

Have a great weekend people and watch out for those drinks if you’re driving! ;-)

Sergio

PS. I’m just leaving to have a business meeting on a Friday night, you have to hustle to make things happen right?

About The Author

Sergio Felix

Hi, I’m Sergio Felix, founder of Marketing With Sergio. I work full time as a digital marketing expert for the retail industry managing a team of experts in departments of SEO, SEM, front-end web development and conversion rate optimisation and in my spare time I love conducting offline digital marketing workshops and teaching other entrepreneurs how to build and maintain business oriented websites with WordPress. I’m highly passionate about blogging, writing, music, jogging, entrepreneurship and personal development.

18 Comments

  • Cararta

    Reply Reply July 13, 2012

    Life…always something…Nothing Static

    So we learn to roll with the punches and learn from the ones we can’t dodge.

    Get your chin back up and remember your Uncle from happier times. Don’t get bitter,

    just keep working on getting better………..an you will.

    C.

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 14, 2012

      Hey Cararta, yes exactly. Crossing my arms or sitting down to complain how difficult life can get sometimes, won’t solve anything for me.

      Thank you for stopping by and your kind comment Cararta, hope you have a great weekend! ;-)

      PS. Nice job on updating your avatar.

  • Linda

    Reply Reply July 13, 2012

    So sorry my friend! I had a feeling this is what happened….sounds like sort of what happens around here, but you have to be at or above the limit (which is only 1-2 beers in all honesty). I just stick to back roads and avoid the highway at all costs. If I think I will be drinking I get someone to drive me or better yet, just stay home, which is normally what I do :)

    It’s too bad it happened and glad you got out unharmed and were able to not make eye contact with those drunk bastards. Must have been one of the longest days ever for you :(

    And I am saddened to hear about your uncle, boy things just aren’t going right are they? They always say things happen in threes, so hopefully this was your 3rd incident and you can go back to your normal self.

    Take time to heal from all this pain, Sergio! Everything will work together when the time is right…despite your quote, you have had stuff happen to you that was beyond your control, especially your uncle passing.

    Thanks for the update and hope to see your perky self back real soon :)

    Take care,
    Linda

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 14, 2012

      Hey Linda, yeah I was thinking maybe the best thing to do was to simply not mix drinks and driving at all and yes, it was definitely a very long day indeed.

      Thank you about my uncle. His passing has been very tough not only because we lose a very close relative but because the cause of death was cancer.

      The same thing dad’s facing right now so that added a lot of extra tension to the house.

      I always try to keep myself positive no matter what so that’s what I’m going to do, thank you for stopping by and your kind comment Linda, I really appreciate it! ;-)

  • Daniel Sumner

    Reply Reply July 14, 2012

    Wow man what an ordeal you had to put up with. Look at it this way, you learned a great life lesson, had a new experience, created a blog post from it, and your are still alive!

    Life is never straight up! There are always ups and downs and strange situations to deal with. Yeah we have some sort of normal, but there will always be times when it breaks from the normal. You just have to take the rough with the smooth.

    If that was the UK you can get thrown in the detention cells for even a couple of beers, so it’s not really worth it.

    Just tick that “been in jail’ box and move on dude.

    Sorry to hear about your uncle man. Nothing worse than losing people.

    Cheers Sergio,

    Dan

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 14, 2012

      Haha hey Dan, that really cheered me up man, thank you. My girlfriend said something very similar “well, you can cross out -being in jail- from your bucket list now” and you’re right, I managed to get out of there in one piece too.

      As for the drinking goes, apparently one or two drinks is too much everywhere (Linda already said the same for the USA) so maybe that explains why Dave rides a bicycle to the pub in the UK? :)

      The funny bit (or maybe not so funny) is that people here in Mexico normally say that alcohol meters do not work since one or two drinks will say you’re above the allowed level.

      Thank you for your kind comment on my uncle and for stopping by man, moving on… I’ll do that. ;-)

  • Patrick Griffin

    Reply Reply July 14, 2012

    Hi Sergio,
    Firstly condolences about the death of your uncle. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers.
    Secondly that is a terrible nightmare for sure and I don’t think I would have coped with that too well at all.
    When I was younger I would often have a couple of drinks after work and then drive home but I don’t do that any more. These days if I am driving then I don’t drink at all.
    I think here in the UK the number one thing that traffic cops want to pull you over for is drinking and driving. (The number two thing seems to be using your mobile phone while driving.)
    Both offenses are easy for the police because there is no arguing your way out of it. If you are over the limit (you take a road side breath test on a machine) then you get arrested and you are taken to the police station for further tests.
    (For using your mobile phone you just get a fine and penalty points on your driving license.)

    However it is there that the story is vastly different. There are so many rules and regulations to protect prisoners in the UK that it would be impossible for anything like you described to happen to you.

    You are read your rights, your possessions are taken off you straight away (so that you can’t harm yourself with belts etc) you are asked lots of health and medical questions and you have the right to make a phone call. At some point early on in the process (I have never experienced this so I don’t know the exact order of things) you are required to blow into a more accurate machine to measure the alcohol in your breath. It is on the basis of this which decides whether you will be charged with the offense or not. In fact you are given two attempts to blow into the machine and it is the lower of the two readings which is used.
    If you are kept overnight in police cells (or the custody suite as it is called) you will be monitored to ensure you are ok, given food and drink and you will almost certainly have a cell to yourself. The cell will be clean, well lit and while the experience is far from pleasant, there is no sense of you being in danger.

    If what has happened to you gives you the extra momentum to move your life in the direction you want it to go then some good may come out of the experience.

    Patrick.

    P.S. You didn’t say what happened to you in the end. Were you charged with anything or did some cop just hold his hands up, say “my bad” and let you go?

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 14, 2012

      Hey Patrick, wow bro… that’s definitely not how things are ran around here.

      First of all, the cell phone rule has barely been spread here but you can still see a lot of people not only talking on the phone but also holding a baby while driving, actually just yesterday I saw a toddler that looked like he was driving the car (yes, it is that insane).

      The detention process was just as I described here, there were a lot of extra details such as blood, some puke action and a few more but I didn’t want to get that detailed.

      Food and water was provided at around 8:30 am, I didn’t touch the food but I did take a few sips of some sugar flavored water (I did it because the rest of the people in the cell were “suggesting” it to me and I didn’t want to become the center of attention)

      The only thing I was charged for, was for the SUV towing and two days at the parking lot (about $60).

      If you are found guilty of driving while drunk, there’s a fine of about $335 usd, I wasn’t charged anything… so yeah, it was one of those things like “Sorry you weren’t drunk enough, you’re free to go now”.

      There’s a lot of things that I didn’t mention here, just as if you think you’re not drunk you have the right to NOT blow into that machine and they take you to a medic so they can examine your current condition and either let you go or lock you up for 12 hours and fine you.

      The problem is (and is a huge one) you can be under detention for several hours before actually getting to see that medic so that’s not a wise move at all.

      This has definitely put things into perspective for me and now I’m back to square one about having a regular beer at some restaurant and then driving a car.

      At one moment while I was in the first cell, one of the passed out persons woke up and asked me the time, we talked a little bit and then he told me that one time he was driving around and drinking non-alcohol beers and he got stopped.

      They tried to arrest him but after several minutes discussing about the non-alcohol beverages they had to let him go and he was laughing at their faces in the end.

      Honestly I don’t have that kind of spare time but I thought it was funny when he told me that and then he suddenly went to sleep again.

      It was definitely a very weird day.

      Thanks for stopping by and your reference to my uncle man, I really appreciate it. ;-)

      • Patrick Griffin

        Reply Reply July 14, 2012

        Hi Sergio,
        Yes I am sure the actual experience would have been worse than you described.
        Just one additional fact from what you said in reply – in the UK you do not have the right to challenge the police officer if you don’t think you are above the drink drive limit.
        Obviously you can refuse to blow into the machine both at the roadside and at the police station – and if you do this then you obviously cannot be charged with driving while under the influence of drink or drugs.

        However the downside is that you are then automatically charged with the offense of “failing to provide a specimen of breath when asked to do so by a police officer” and the penalty is generally the same as if you had failed the breath test in the first place – a driving ban (typically one year) a large fine and, in some cases, a prison sentence.

        P.

        • Sergio Félix

          Reply Reply July 14, 2012

          I think I misused the words, it’s not a “right” per se. You can refuse to take that initial breath test but that enforces the police to take you with them.

          If you’re positive, then the normal process begins and if you’re negative then you’re released but like I said in my prior response, it’s just not worth the hassle.

          A driving ban, a large fine and a prison sentence? Dang, that’s quite a lot but then again, I’m pretty sure the mortality for deaths from drunk drivers in the UK is very low compared to Mexico.

          That would be an interesting fact to look at.

  • Kay Franklin

    Reply Reply July 15, 2012

    Hi Sergio
    I am very sorry to hear about your Uncle passing away and I pray that you and your family will soon feel at peace about and begin to remember good times.
    Your ordeal in a cell sounds horrific. In the UK police are strict about drink driving and personally I wont have anything if driving – I am little and I am sure it affects me more than others! Of course the police here are more considerate than yours.
    Take a deep breath and count your blessings. I hope your girlfriend was OK too.
    Kay

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 15, 2012

      Hey Kay, thank you for your kind comment about my uncle.

      Even though Mexico is nowhere near as strict as the UK (or the USA) after my little “experience” I’m certainly won’t be doing that again.

      And for a funny (but completely real bit) I would probably crash driving in the UK even if I was sober! I never got the hang out of driving on the left lane, it felt weird the whole time when I visited the UK.

      Thanks for stopping by Kay and hope you have a great weekend! ;-)

      PS. My girlfriend was okay thank God.

  • Munir Nathoo

    Reply Reply July 15, 2012

    Hey Sergio,
    My apologies for not being in touch and my condolences to you and your family on your loss. May the good Lord rest his soul in eternal peace… Amen
    I can relate to your story above because in my country Kenya, it is exactly the same. The worst time is around the Christmas holidays when you have road blocks all over the place. Drink driving is common in my country and if you get caught it doesn’t take much more than few dollars to get out of the situation. However if you get a lady officer than you’re in for a long night!
    Here in Japan there is an absolute zero tolerance to drink driving. The good thing here is that the internal transportation system is so good that you do not need to drive at all. You can get to and from anywhere at any time of the day or night.
    So my friend, the way I see it is that you have two choices, either move to Kenya or move to Japan! Haha!
    Take care buddy…

    Mo

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 16, 2012

      Hey Munir, thank you for your kind comment and prayer my man.

      So a male police officer, a few dollars and you’re good to go and a lady officer is “sleep well at the police station” lol well at least that’s 50% efficiency!

      That japanese public transportation sounds amazing, in the place where I live you either drive yourself or risk your safety in a taxi (not worth it).

      Move to Kenya or Japan lol I think I’d choose Japan and maybe you could teach me how to get around there. ;-)

      Thanks for stopping by and your kind comment Mo, made me feel good my man, take care and have a great start of week!

  • Grant

    Reply Reply July 18, 2012

    Hello Sergio,
    So sorry to hear about your uncle and glad your girlfriend is OK. We learn something with everything we go through. Sometimes more than we want to learn. :) I’m very glad you made it out of there without any more stories. I can only imagine how frightening it was. Thanks for sharing it with us. We can learn from it too.

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 19, 2012

      Hey Grant,

      Thank you for your support and yeah man, I’m totally glad it wasn’t any more “interesting” than it already was. Take care man! ;-)

  • Jens P. Berget

    Reply Reply July 19, 2012

    Hey Sergio,

    I’m glad you’re out. Here in Norway we’re not allowed to even smell alcohol before driving :)

    I have never been to detention, so I can only imagine how it would feel like. I’d probably be very scared.

    Like you said, time will never be just right. Great lesson, even though going to detention sounds really harsh.

    • Sergio Félix

      Reply Reply July 19, 2012

      Hey Jens, well this was my first time (I hope it’s the last one too!)

      Thanks for stopping by and all I can say is that it was a horrible experience man!

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