Well, this lawyer is at work. It doesn’t suck to work for 14 hours in your own space. Not yet anyway. Its probably different when the work is done all by one person, but here we’ve got three people and each of us has our own niche. We all do criminal defense, but I’m dabbling in some real estate and civil work, while partner 2 is doing some family law. Partner 1 is going to hobnob in New York this weekend with some up and coming basketball players to maybe do some sports law stuff. We’re getting more furniture – although yesterday our furniture delivery truck was stopped by Baltimore’s finest and the truck was searched. Only in Baltimore. So now, our furniture is going to be delivered tomorrow, unless the truck gets stopped again.
We were interviewing witnesses for our upcoming manslaughter trial. It should be interesting, and we’ve got a ton of witnesses we’re going to put on. We are earning our money on this one. All in all, things are going well. I’m still not pregnant and the second round of treatment didn’t work either. I’m going to be more aggressive with it this coming month and see what happens. In the meantime, all this lack of pregnancy has enabled me to spend more time getting the office together and practice law in my spare time, so maybe everything in the world is not chaotic and there actually is a reason for why all this stupid stuff is happening to me.
Maybe.
Anyway, it’s 8:00, and your lawyer is going home.
Hmmm, is your office furniture made entirely out of hemp? ‘Cause that might explain the stop…