Life, A - D

yet. Man - I could work 80+ hours and still not do the job to the extent I would like to. Hell, 100 hours wouldn’t be enough.  And I’m really not a perfectionist - so that’s kinda sad.

I’ve had a few more firsts:

First real death glare.  The complaining witness in my case happens to be in the same jail as my client.  So when I went to the jail to see a third client the guard walked me through a portion of the jail (otherwise I’d have to go through the labyrinth that is the inner jail simply to get directly downstairs  - very nice of the guard to allow me to bypass all that) anyway, so I walked right past poor, incarcerated “victim” - totally NOT a victim in this case (I wish “big fat liar” was a legal term that I could use at trial) and I got the death glare.  It was kinda hard to see under all that black eyeliner - but it was there.  Her incarcerated buddy joined in on the death glare, too.  I did my best to pretend not to feel it - so I never looked back over - but man, that was fun.  I feel pretty brave as long as she’s dressed in all orange.

I had an objection sustained on me too (is that the proper way to phrase that?).

I tried to get all Boston Legal during a suppression hearing ’cause I was able to get the cop all flustered.  He got pretty defensive and I kept asking him questions to the point of an objection by the DA….sustained - “outside the scope of the hearing”.  DAMNIT! I was on a roll, too!  I need to learn to save it for trial I suppose - but I was so excited to be able to point out such a blatant screw up.

There really are not enough hours in the day for this job.  Time sure flies at work - that’s for sure.