Wake up and smell the subpoena. It's time for me to rock this lawyer thing. I'm ready to. I was born to do it. And I think I'll be good at it.
So much for getting rest. Not today, anyway. I suppose that's not entirely true. I don't have a ton of work to do. I really just have to prepare a couple subpoenas and talk to some witnesses. And this will be over the phone, not driving out to meet people somewhere. But I guess I just long for the days when I can work Monday through Friday like everyone else, you know? I need to not bitch.
Maybe I'll stop bitching once one of these contingencies finally pays. I mean, I'd really like that to happen. Just one of them so that I know it can happen, you know? Something real? Even just a taste? I'm hoping it's like a drug that gets me hooked, you know, one that I can't get enough of. One that I can still keep in check. Anyway, I guess I should get going. The subpoenas aren't filling themselves out. And the arbitration brief isn't writing itself. Wish me luck! Oh yeah, and wish me money! ;-)
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