Guess where I am? Why, yes, preparing for another trial. Not like I didn't just have one last week. Not like this trial isn't practically the same trial from last week.
Man I am tried.
Until this trial is over, I leave you with another court related story. This one from about a year ago. Yes, I am THAT behind in my post writing.
So I was in an elevator at court, the same court I will be in this week, when a guy gets pushed onto the elevator with a bailiff. There is already one bailiff on the elevator, I notice.
I sense trouble.
A couple of floors later my friend gets on the elevator. I tug on her sleeve so she moves behind the troublemaker.
A couple of floors later a THIRD bailiff gets on the elevator.
Then the trouble starts:
B: You are leaving the building
G: No I'm not. I got business here.
B: I don't care what you got, I am making you leave the building.
G: MAN YOU CAN'T DO THAT.
B: YES I CAN. AND I WILL. YOU ARE LEAVING. YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT.
Me: Can we discuss this on the ground floor?
G: I know what this is.
B: CALL IT WHATEVER YOU WANT, YOU ARE OUTTA HERE.
G: I know what you are.
B: I really don't care what you think I am.
G: I know what you are.
B: Whatever.
G: You are jealous.
I know what you are thinking. What in the hell were they even talking about? I have no clue. I think there was about to be some accusations of racism, sexism, ageism, and any other ism you could think of by G. However, I am fairly confident that no matter what was going on, the bailiffs were NOT jealous of G.
I was just glad to be outta there myself.
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Exciting things happen at your work. Thing like this do not happen at my work. Maybe because our we only have like 2 floors? And stairs.
Well this happened at court. Exciting things do happen at work, although sometimes I don't know what they are because they are in Russian. We have six floors so we have three times the excitement you do.
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