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Originally Posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy
Back when I worked for the Democratic Party in the state, about once a week someone would call in a bomb threat. Once you have people threaten your life on a regular basis lawyer's threats don't seem very serious.
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I'd little concern that he actually had an ethical claim to make against me. My sole concern was the annoyance of the process.
The reasons for this were many. This man wore crazy expensive suits with the loudest and sharpest lines I'd ever seen. And he also wore those white contrasting collar and cuff shirts. He almost looked like the SNL parodies of Donald Jr. and Eric Trump. He was half mafioso/half moron-who-has-a-personal-shopper-at-Neiman's-who-laughs-behind-his-back. A pinkie ring would have rounded out the look, but he also could have been a bank CEO with bad taste.
But more than all of this, he had that toxic mix of personality traits common in almost every person you've met and thought,
The world might be better off if this guy were hit by a train: Endless tenacity married to quite limited intelligence.
He drove me fucking nuts.
I've not been evacuated for bomb threats, but I have had my ass kicked a few times, and I've had a gun pointed at me. I might prefer fearing for my life over enduring a person like that lawyer. For no matter how funny he was, how much we'd laugh about how English must've been a second language to him -- the son of a bitch would send emails and letters all day, every day. He was relentless, and dumb as a fence post. He tortured me just by being who he was and requiring me to engage him.
I don't know where he is, but wherever he is, he is annoying some poor souls to near suicide. It is my Xmas wish (a small one among many others far more important) the new year meet him with grave and insurmountable misfortune.
