I thought I was better. Then I got sick again. This was a long haul. It took me about 3-4 weeks to get over it, but now I am feeling myself again. Accordingly, I will try to post more frequently. Of course, as always, I will do so on my own schedule, and I will talk about what I want. Thank you for being patient. This time, I think I have waited long enough and allowed myself to recuperate enough so that I don't just get bogged down again. We will see. Thank you for caring (if you do). If you don't care, go to HELL.
Today's post will be about THE WEASEL. She has so quickly crept back into my mind. She is such a loser. She thinks she can be your best friend all the while egging the boss on to try to get you in trouble.
I am an attorney. I worked damn hard to become an attorney. Just as I know THE WEASEL has worked damn hard to become good at her job. But, as the attorney, I do expect to get some respect. First, I've earned the respect. I've been working in HELL for more than 7 years. I've paid my dues. Second, even if you don't respect my work, you better respect me as a person. I am a good person, and I demand nothing more and expect nothing less than respect. Lastly, if you don't respect me for the good job I do, and if you don't respect me as a person, you had better listen real carefully - I AM THE ATTORNEY - YOU ARE NOT THE ATTORNEY. This is not to say that you are less important than me. I am not one of those attorneys or one of those types of people. But, I am THE ATTORNEY. When it comes to the practice of law, THE ATTORNEY is the top of the pyramid. THE WEASEL needs to learn this lessen and learn it fast.
Maybe DON BOY is in charge of the office, but without THE ATTORNEY, DON BOY has nothing. I don't mean just me. Remember, FAT GODZILLA is gonna bolt eventually. DON DADDY is not going to be around forever. I can't wait for 18 years until DON BOY decides I can take over the practice. So, what is THE WEASEL going to do? She needs THE ATTORNEY.
Maybe she will get what she deserves. So here's the plan...
I know they say you get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.
I also know you are supposed to keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer.
So, I will put out the honey, and wheel THE WEASEL in. THE WEASEL will piss me off, but I will take it for now. I want THE WEASEL to feel comfortable. I don't know yet what I will do with THE WEASEL when I get her in my trap. But once I have her, then I hold all the cards. I promise I will let you know what I decide. When I do entrap THE WEASEL, she will suffer as much as she has caused others to suffer. I want her to hurt like she hurt me, like she hurt my friends.
THE WEASEL MUST DIE!
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Ahhhhhhhh, welcome back .... glad you feel better, know you feel better by your writing. Finding out the hard way that you can't trust everyone you think you can... can't even talk when you want... some of us suffer from known disease of talking too much... not a crime.... overly friendly... happy to share stories, commentary... whatever and then WHACK! Struck down again. HELL is hard for all. Can't stop me, us, anyone from reading though!!! Glad you're back!
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