OK. I am a lawyer. What my son-in-law likes to call a weasel. (He loses points for that crack every time he makes it.) I bring that up now because I want all the people who read this to get all the vitriolic, bloviating language, thoughts and opinions about lawyers out of their systems before they decide to read on or go by-by.
Besides, I think you will find that, well, I am not the usual lawyer.
First, I didn't become a lawyer until my mid 30's. Second, I only do criminal defense work. And, third, I am a female, sole-practitioner. If that isn't enough, I have a rather strange sense of humor.
I decided to write a second blog to muse about the things that I see everyday. Since a lot of that is in a courtroom or in relation to the criminal justice system, I felt a disclaimer was necessary. I have a bias.
It can never be said that my days are dull. I meet all kinds of people in all manner or situations. Some of the nicest are wearing orange (or red or gray, depending on the county) jumpsuits that were issued to them at the local jail.
Some of the least nice wear suits and sit at desks. Lawyers can be really uncivil.
As I continue on this adventure, I hope not to be one of those.