Trial

I had to testify today. Not about anything serious. I had to go out and drive some routes and then testify about what I drove and how long it took me. No matter how simple the testimony is, I still hate it. I hate having to go into the courtroom. I know logically, some good things happen in court, but my experience is that nothing good happens in the courtroom. I remember once upon a time, I wanted to be a lawyer but now, there's no way. You couldn't pay me enough to be a trial attorney. I'm always begging my attorney to figure out some way that I don't have to testify. He doesn't listen, I think he will probably try to find a way to put me on in all of his trials. His way of torturing me. Anway, we have closing arguments tomorrow and we're done. My other attorney starts a trial on Wednesday, but I'm not really involved too much in that case. Someone else took it over when I was in the DR and she kept it.
I also hate having to get dressed up. I've gotten so used to wearing jeans and sneaks that putting on a suit doesn't seem natural. I guess if all I did was sit at a desk all day I could get used to being in a suit again, but not with all the running around I do. It's more trouble (and pain in my feet) than I want.