Anticipation

Part of the Big City Next Door actually lies in our county. For whatever reason, it is almost impossible to get the officers from that jurisdiction into our court. Last year, I had a vehicular homicide case that was dismissed for want of prosecution because the investigator never bothered to return phone calls, either from the State or from us.

I have a little prostitution case this morning. She was allegedly soliciting in the City, and the prosecutors offered her pre-trial diversion. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to complete the diversion, and I picked the case up when it was falling apart, of course. Initially, I was a little upset that she didn't just finish what she needed to do. Until I realized where the incident occurred. Now its an entirely different story. These kind of cases are good for my stats.

EDIT: The officer didn't show and the case was dismissed for want of prosecution.

Promotion

Well, starting in July, I'm going to have a new position in our office. The Big Boss has seen fit to make one of the two supervisors in our misdemeanor court. It will be a nice change of pace -- I will no longer have my own trial caseload, but will be helping out at jail pleas and arraignments. In addition, I will be putting out various fires, most of which will have to do with mental health clients.

I have never really supervised before. I mean, there has been the odd law student intern from time to time, but that's really more mentoring, in my book. Hiring and firing decisions are, thankfully, left to others. So it will be a nice opportunity to develop skills on helping others reach solutions to their problems.

In that vein, I have already told one of my colleagues that I intend to abuse my powers by randomly making him drop and give me twenty. His reply was much less than respectful.

Things I Like

Writing an appeal brief while listening to Slayer.

Outed

A very funny thing happened today. A fellow blogger happened to come in contact with one of The Bosses today. The dots were connected, and the blogger explained that he knew one of the attorneys in the office, through this very blog.

This Boss is pretty clever (not that I suspect that she is reading these very words!), and immediately narrowed the field of potential supsects to two. She approached another in the office, and eliminated him. And then, while I was innocently trying to close files in JCATS or lookup something on WestLaw, or do something productive, I am sure, her shadow darkened my door.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I suspect that she used some sort of Jedi mindtrick on me, because the next thing I knew I was admitting that these, in fact, were not the droids that I was looking for. My sins were confessed, my soul laid bare.

Alas. No more complaining about the conditions of employment. No more bitching about management. No more skewereing co-workers. No more fun. I am outed.

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Actually, and in all honesty, I've got a really, really good gig. And the Big Boss has told me, in another context, "I can't control what my employees do outside of work." God bless him.