Oh, dear Lord. I’ve hauled off and pissed off the Twitterverse.
Not in the normal way, like when I’m fully intending on pissing off people. I did this one on accident.
Yesterday was a frustrating day in general. We had a family emergency that required my wife to go out of town unexpectedly and I was trying to do Zoom hearings while keeping my 6-year-old and my 14-year-old on task with their online classes. At one point, while Zooming into a court and setting a case for trial, the judge mentioned that I seemed relaxed and comfortable. It was then that I looked down and realized I hadn’t changed into a collared shirt for my Zoom hearings (as I normally do).
Instead, I was wearing a Drive-By Truckers concert t-shirt that read “Hell No, I Ain’t Happy.” I changed and went outside for my next Zoom setting because I didn’t want to disturb the kids’ classes. While sitting on my front porch, a lizard ran up my leg. It was just one of those days where there was a lot going on and nothing seemed to be going right.
In the middle of all the chaos, a former client that I had represented earlier in the year called my answering service and left a message that he needed me to find his probation officer’s phone number because he’d lost his phone (and thus, the number). A little bit later, he called again wanting to know why I hadn’t called with the number yet.
Feeling frustrated, I took to Twitter with the following observations: