Yeah. Well. Can I just say? Try to avoid being in courtrooms.
Actually, most of my day was spent in a waiting room, hoping my name would be called so we could go explain to a judge, a complete and total stranger, the issues that caused me to have to go and explain them. Yeah. Sorry to be so unspecific, but I’m going to have to leave it at that. But I did used to think how unlikely it would be that I’d spend any appreciable time in a courtroom. I’ve proved that one wrong, I guess. Who knew? Being naturally anti-litigious, this still boggles my mind somewhat.
And the experience has sucked most of my brain cells away today.
Some observations:
1. Hey, court people? Could you either clean your wipeable-looking wallpaper or have it replaced? Because it’s nowhere near its original color.
2. Most people who find themselves in family court don’t wear suits. Therefore it’s easy to tell which are the attorneys. Like people wouldn’t know anyway.
3. Conversations are amazingly easy to overhear.
4. When the sign reads, “Turn off cell phones,” they don’t mean it.
5. Neither does the sign, “No standing or waiting in this area” have any meaning.
6. Although practically everyone in family court has kids, the court is not interested in your bringing them there. One Tom Hulce lookalike was apparently unaware of this, but he and his two small boys provided quite a bit of entertainment. Here was a dad who clearly enjoyed being with his kids, and I loved watching them. They even touched the heart of the very butch woman in the sweatshirt with cutoff sleeves, with fabulous hair and a huge butterfly tattoo on her calf, as she found them some books to read somewhere and even cracked a smile when she handed them over.
The children were all quite tired when I got home and everyone went to bed early. Which is what I am going to do now.
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