Me- Ma’am, as I’ve told you, we (the clerks) can’t remove your address from this file. I can, however, put a note in the file so that the next time this person comes to court, the Judge can address the issue with them.
Her- Put yourself in my shoes. awkward silence
Me- I understand that you don’t want...
Her- So what you’re telling me is that you don’t give a s*** that I’m humiliated.
Me- No, that’s not what I told you. I’m simply saying that there is only so much I’m allowed to do. Our only procedure is…
Her- Well if I get an attorney and sue the city for… mumbling
Me- Ma’am, you are welcome to seek legal counsel.
Her- F*** You B***!!!!
Me- Alright, you too.
10 minutes later
Me: Good Afternoon, Juvenile Court…
Her: mumbling ...S*** it’s her again. click.
Her: mumbling ...S*** it’s her again. click.
I love my job, I love my job, I love my job…
At least it keeps me entertained, right?
Never a dull moment at Juvenile Court.
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