Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Follow up to stupid people

My client is a rock star. She just called and left a message saying if I am really as bad of an attorney as Attorney X says I am she wants some of her fees back and then burst out laughing. Love her.

Stupid people suck

I received a lovely email today with a 33 page letter attached telling me that I have broken the rules of ethics in the way I have represented a client. I have allegedly been playing “fast and loose” with the facts and this particular lawyer is going to sue me for barratry (I hadn’t heard that one before and had to look it up in my legal dictionary. It isn’t as cool as it sounds but it is a crime – one I haven’t committed), abuse of process, fraud, deceit and intentional or negligent misrepresentation. Awesome. This guy is the biggest pain and has been ridiculously hard to work with. The problem is he doesn’t really know what he is doing so to cover it up he threatens me. Again – awesome. It gave me a headache though. The worst part is that I have always treated him nicely and cordially. I have never done anything purposely to lead him astray, although I did make a mistake about the ability to mediate the claim my client has but mistakes happen. I am pretty sure that doesn’t lead to crime and punishment. He told me I should put my insurance company on notice for a malpractice claim. hahahaha This whole thing is so ridiculous. I can’t believe people like that actually exist.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

My Favorite Day

Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day! Make sure ye splice the mainbrace with some grog 'n' wearr a deadlight patch in honor o' our most valuable citizens! 'n' don't forget yer limes ta warrd off the scurvey!

32 Going on Moron

MSN – if you are reading this there is going to be a big part of you that will probably want to be mad at me and if you are I apologize, but you know I am a straight shooter and I have told you I am disappointed in you and if I didn’t care about you this wouldn’t evoke such a strong reaction. I still love you and hopefully you will still love me after you get through this.

Ok so maybe the heading of this blog entry is a bit harsh but prepare yourself because I am very frustrated about some choices one of my favorite people in the world has decided to make lately. If he reads this entry he might end up being mad at me but it is nothing I haven’t told him to his face (or ear since we were on the phone). My friend, we’ll call him “John” to protect the not so innocent, called me last night and told me his girlfriend is pregnant. In a world already full of “fatherless” children and broken families I cannot even begin to understand this. Maybe it is that I see it all too often in my profession when I am assisting in divorces but seriously, “John” is a divorced father of two, he should understand better than anyone. He is a devoted father too. He loves his boys and does everything he can to be with them when he can and his boys idolize him. You can tell when they are together – they can’t get enough attention from him.

So, how is it that “John” isn’t learning the lesson that should have been taught during the last two years of being divorced? Well, I have thought about this the past twelve hours and I suppose part of it is the old stupid male excuse of the physical temptations being too strong, blah blah blah – not buying it. We all feel tempted and want to cross that line but the reality is we either don’t or we are SMART ABOUT IT. There is this wonderful invention that isn’t new to this world called birth control. For those of you reading this I would suggest doing some research into the issue if you haven’t heard of it because evidently “John” and his girlfriend hadn’t heard about it or didn’t care enough about the child they could potentially bring into this world to invest in it. Why wasn’t she on birth control? She is 42 years old – old enough to know how to take a little pill. I am pretty sure she probably goes to the doctor on occasion and I know she has good medical coverage. Dude, take the pill, save yourself and the child you could potentially bring into the world from so much heartache. “John” is 32 and I know the act of putting on a condom is not foreign to him so what in the world was going through his brain!? Ugh.

But then there is the part of me that feels sad, well not sad but some type of sadish emotion that I don’t have a word for, for both “John” and his girlfriend. I know this isn’t going to be easy for either of them. “John’s” girlfriend has two kids already as well. “John” isn’t going to marry her simply because she is carrying his child but she has moved in with him. If the relationship will last is a question only they can answer and I hope it does but with such a difficult beginning I would think statistically (and since I am a baseball fan I know statistics can be wrong) the odds are against them. So they both have this horrendous load to carry. One that I am glad I never will. But I suppose that’s where my sympathy/sadness ends because then the face of a beautiful little child pops into my head and I realize it is their bad choices which will lead to this child having a broken family in the first place. I am sorry but in my book you don’t mess with kids.

So the questions are these, and I have my own opinion but I would like to know what anyone reading this thinks: What is the best thing for them to do from here? Should “John” marry his girlfriend? Should they keep the baby or put it up for adoption? Should “John” get a vasectomy? (This was my advice last night, haha, but it doesn’t solve the problem of the new little one on the way.) I am curious what you all think. I might pass the information onto “John”.

One other question too - as a friend I want to be supportive of "John" but I don't want to encourage this type of behavior in the future. So, is doing things such as buying baby gifts hypocritical? How do I, as a friend who has obvious opinions but is loyal beyond anything else respond in support of "John" but not in support of the situation?

This world we live in can be so screwy and situations like these make me realize that my small influence on the world isn’t enough. Where are B. Hedges and Scottie? I need to start my campaign to run the world.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Sometimes the past is supposed to be the past

The past few weeks have held an alarming amount of reconnections for me from my days growing up and into “adulthood”. (haha – anyone who knows me knows I use that term loosely.) I am struggling to process it all actually because it has come as a bit of a surprise. It started with an email from my “first love” who I have remained in loose contact with since college. It is wonderful to hear he has graduated from law school and just took the California Bar Exam (I have my fingers crossed for him to pass and land his dream job in San Francisco. I have always hoped for the best for Tyler.) and doing really well, although I am sure he pines for me on occasion. haha It is nice that he and I have been able to remain friends although not to the extent we once were, but that is a conversation for another day.

Then at Rotary a few weeks ago I looked across the table to see the mother of a guy I had a crush on my ENTIRE high school career. He never gave me the time of day other than in friendship which in hindsight really was enough. He is married now and it turns out he lives only a few miles from me. It is crazy to share lunch with his mom on a weekly basis. Then, my mom got an email from an old friend who was searching for me because my high school class (GO PANTHERS!) has finally gotten its act together and we are having a 10-year reunion in October and I was on the MIA list. So you can only imagine what that has done. I have suddenly felt the urge to reconnect to EVERYONE. I emailed my friend whose mom is in my rotary about it along with some other friends his mom told me email addresses for and suddenly I am being asked to a BBQ at his house in the near future. It is like I have entered a strange time continuum but of course I am going. I looked a little closer at the list and realized one of my best friends who I would love to reconnect with is on the list as MIA. So today I picked up the phone and called her dad. Yup – he still lives at the same place and I had a nice conversation with her step-mom and gave her my contact information. I guess Kristen lives a few miles from me as well, has a six-year-old son and is happy and healthy. All things I was hoping for.

So, I think to myself, “well this is all going so well I should email another “old” friend”. Only this one isn’t so “old”. Remember the boy I dated that I told you about at the beginning of my blog – back in April/May? Well, I sent him an email. We hadn’t communicated since the end of May and I was feeling strong, I have been dating, trying to move on, enjoying my summer, seeing there are other fish in the sea. Well, as you can imagine this didn’t go the way I had hoped. I sent a quick little “hope you had a nice summer” note and got a response that told me all about the things he had been doing, that he had been missing me, that he had committed himself to church again – something that he did based on my influence so becoming more the man I wanted him to be, and asking if I was seeing anyone that he would have to “beat up”. My heart dropped. I guess I was not quite ready for that response – not sure when I will be if ever. I guess sometimes history is written in books and not relived for a reason. Dang it.