I am sitting waiting in the office, waiting for a hearing at the Magistrate Court this afternoon. I don't get to punch my fist into my other hand, like I did when I was playing football. I don't get to warm up by running up and down the court and throwing basketballs through the hoop, like I did when I was playing basketball. No, instead, I look over my papers and run the points I wish to make through my mind. It would be so much better if it was more physical.
In about thirty minutes, I will be with my client in the waiting room in Magistrate Court and the judge will come forward and call us in to the hearing room. We will sit down in our chairs at our respective tables. We will be given the opportunity to discuss the case between us. In this case, nothing will be resolved. Perhaps I will get a glimmer of what he thinks his case is about.
Then we will do battle.
About Me
- TBAYNHAMIII
- I was born in Kentucky, though my parents had been living in Knoxville before my birth. My mother's mother lived across the street from the hospital in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, which was convenient. I moved around quite a bit when I was young, but ended up in Georgia. I like to read and write and love food and drink way too much. I have a funny wife and daughter who has finished her batchelor's degree and is living with her grandmother in North Atlanta and studying advertising. I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I had not gone to law school. Regrets come and go with the seasons.
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