A case of the...Wednesdays?

The way today started, I had to look at my calendar multiple times to reassure myself that it was not, in fact, Monday. First, my ill-behaved puppy woke me up multiple times by spastically jumping on our bed in this morning before my already earlier than normal alarm went off. Not a happy camper. Berry was lucky to escape with her life.

I had to be in court this morning and I needed to be there early to tie up some last minute details so that meant I had to get up and get going MUCH earlier than C-Money and I are used to getting going. I made it to the babysitter in time, however, to make it down to the courthouse at my desired arrival time. On the way, of course, my annoying gas light pinged on to notify me that I had reached dangerously low levels of gas. I swear, it is programmed to go off only at the MOST inconvenient times. Like when I am in a hurry. Or in a terrible neighborhood. Or with a screaming baby. Or when it is pouring rain. Come to think of it, I never really want to stop and get gas. It is a hassle. I need one of those electric cars. Who am I kidding? I am sure I would forget to plug it in and would be in even worse shape than I am when I have a pinging gas light while driving through a hailstorm in the ghetto with my screaming baby.

I went on to court (without getting gas, because I am a rebel like that) to get one of my clients divorced. I had not heard from his wife since around September, so imagine my surprise when she showed up today in court. Grr. I was annoyed as soon as she walked in the door. I knew she would be trouble. I was not wrong. I got through the questioning of my client and his witness and the judge was ready to grant the divorce. The wife never answered the divorce complaint that I had filed, so she technically had no right to voice her opinion today in court. That did not deter her from standing up and acting a fool, basically embarrassing herself, and more importantly, me. She probably wasn't embarrassed, now that I think about it. She should have been, but she wasn't. I, on the other hand wanted to crawl under the table. Or knock her out. Either way. She proceeded to complain to the Court about her husband being a liar and how she couldn't get anyone to help her and she didn't understand what was going on and it wasn't fair what was happening to her...you get the picture. Luckily, the judge was having none of her nonsense. Then, wife began to question my integrity in front of the judge and the other lawyers in the courtroom by LYING to the court and saying I never gave her notice of court hearings, etc. Funny, since she was standing there in court today. I guess she just guessed her court date. At that point, my desire to knock her out was a lot stronger than my desire to crawl under the table. What is wrong with people? By the way...she didn't get a raw deal AT ALL. Seriously. There was nothing for her to complain about. She was an ignorant fool, though. A loud, annoying, lying ignorant fool.

I was reminded, yet again, how much I love my job Need to win the lottery so that I can retire at the age of 30.

Sidenote on possible career opportunity: I saw that Frayser High School's pregnancy outbreak made the Today Show this morning. I thought about it on the way to Court this morning as I passed the exit for Frayser and decided that I should use my juvenile court experience to do one of those scared straight shows and talk to high school kids about the financial and other repercussions of teen pregnancy. Would they pay me to do that? I seriously think I could convince some of those kids to at least practice safe sex if I told them exactly what the next 18 years of their lives were going to look like. It ain't pretty, kids.