Crying at work
Man I'm still thinking about that little altercation on Sunday. In some weird way I feel empowered. That feeling of pushing him and then seeing him back down. He was bigger than me, I'd say it was like an Iverson vs Pierce comparison. But I felt I was more muscular than him, stronger.
Yesterday was DC's xx of two witnesses - the first time he'd speak in front of the jury in this case. I knew he was somewhat nervous about it because he asked to see me on Sunday, and I was a bit iffy about it so he ended up saying not to worry about it.
So I decided to get to work extra early to help him, but he didn't arrive until like 9:30.
His xx was alright, I think he spoke too fast and cut the witnesses off just a little bit. I know, it's easy to criticise. Not sure if he always xx like that, or if it was just because he was nervous. It went well though, fairly smoothly. Or so they say in this case, "swimmingly".
In court at one stage, in the presence of the jury, I started to hear some bickering between CW and Twish. I only made out CW saying "well can you help me?" and the rest I couldn't hear clearly, but it was obvious they were bickering. However, I must've underestimated the severity of it as one juror looked over, and EO (who sits in front of Twish and CW) turned around to see what was going on.
During a break I heard Twish in her room with the door closed talking to someone on the phone and crying. It made me think about just exactly how many people cried on the job. Maybe my experience wasn't rare. I remember Kate told me she cried after EO and DD went off at her.
I felt sorry for Twish, but I didn't want to be the one comforting her, because: 1) I didn't want her or anyone else to think I liked her; and 2) in my opinion she was the one in the wrong.
She's always complaining to me that CW loses things and that she has to get everything for him. I think everyone loses things, especialy baristas because they have so much work and responsibilities. Our job is to be there to support them, to help them do their job.
Everytime I have heard CW ask Twish for something, she'll just tell him to get it himself or she's too busy. What kind of a response is that? How can I possibly side with someone who treats her superior like that?
And even more, when we're in court, often she'll do unrelated work, most notably her tax return. I mean come on, your client is facing life and you're using work time to do personal things? I'll admit court sometimes gets boring - like yesterday when we had the explosives witness, I got bored, but I just started reading up on other aspects of the case on my laptop. I have never sat in court and worked on anything personal - it's too unprofessional.
And to top it off, I actually think she's lucky to have CW because: 1) some baristas out there will really go off at you and treat you like shit, whereas CW is a pretty nice man; and 2) he's pretty talented too, he has a way with words, so I'd take the chance to learn as much as I could from him.
So when Twish invited me to lunch yesterday, I just said I had brought my own, mainly because I had, and I didn't want to sit through an hour of her whinging.
Anyway, after work yesterday I went to the doctor's to get the results of my blood test. I was fairly sure there'd be nothing, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried about that small 1% chance. It's like shooting from point blank range right next to the basket - sure, you'll most likely hit it, but don't tell me you wouldn't feel nervous if your life depended on it.
I waited only a short time (isn't this place incredible??) before an old, Asian doctor came out to see me. I told him I was there for the results, and he pulled up my file on the computer.
Then he made a face.
What? Don't do that, that means bad news.
Then he picked up the phone.
Oh great, now it's complicated.
He just asked the receptionist to close my file so he could open it.
Phew.
Then he told me it was negative. I stared at him blankly, even though I knew what he meant. He said I had nothing. He said if I was suspicious I should come back in about four months time. I sure goddamn will, because that will be the real test.
And I walked out just like that, a little surprised that I was deemed to be completely healthy, as I was sure I had something minor.
Also went to the gym last night, was really motivated by what had happened on Sunday.
Yesterday was DC's xx of two witnesses - the first time he'd speak in front of the jury in this case. I knew he was somewhat nervous about it because he asked to see me on Sunday, and I was a bit iffy about it so he ended up saying not to worry about it.
So I decided to get to work extra early to help him, but he didn't arrive until like 9:30.
His xx was alright, I think he spoke too fast and cut the witnesses off just a little bit. I know, it's easy to criticise. Not sure if he always xx like that, or if it was just because he was nervous. It went well though, fairly smoothly. Or so they say in this case, "swimmingly".
In court at one stage, in the presence of the jury, I started to hear some bickering between CW and Twish. I only made out CW saying "well can you help me?" and the rest I couldn't hear clearly, but it was obvious they were bickering. However, I must've underestimated the severity of it as one juror looked over, and EO (who sits in front of Twish and CW) turned around to see what was going on.
During a break I heard Twish in her room with the door closed talking to someone on the phone and crying. It made me think about just exactly how many people cried on the job. Maybe my experience wasn't rare. I remember Kate told me she cried after EO and DD went off at her.
I felt sorry for Twish, but I didn't want to be the one comforting her, because: 1) I didn't want her or anyone else to think I liked her; and 2) in my opinion she was the one in the wrong.
She's always complaining to me that CW loses things and that she has to get everything for him. I think everyone loses things, especialy baristas because they have so much work and responsibilities. Our job is to be there to support them, to help them do their job.
Everytime I have heard CW ask Twish for something, she'll just tell him to get it himself or she's too busy. What kind of a response is that? How can I possibly side with someone who treats her superior like that?
And even more, when we're in court, often she'll do unrelated work, most notably her tax return. I mean come on, your client is facing life and you're using work time to do personal things? I'll admit court sometimes gets boring - like yesterday when we had the explosives witness, I got bored, but I just started reading up on other aspects of the case on my laptop. I have never sat in court and worked on anything personal - it's too unprofessional.
And to top it off, I actually think she's lucky to have CW because: 1) some baristas out there will really go off at you and treat you like shit, whereas CW is a pretty nice man; and 2) he's pretty talented too, he has a way with words, so I'd take the chance to learn as much as I could from him.
So when Twish invited me to lunch yesterday, I just said I had brought my own, mainly because I had, and I didn't want to sit through an hour of her whinging.
Anyway, after work yesterday I went to the doctor's to get the results of my blood test. I was fairly sure there'd be nothing, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried about that small 1% chance. It's like shooting from point blank range right next to the basket - sure, you'll most likely hit it, but don't tell me you wouldn't feel nervous if your life depended on it.
I waited only a short time (isn't this place incredible??) before an old, Asian doctor came out to see me. I told him I was there for the results, and he pulled up my file on the computer.
Then he made a face.
What? Don't do that, that means bad news.
Then he picked up the phone.
Oh great, now it's complicated.
He just asked the receptionist to close my file so he could open it.
Phew.
Then he told me it was negative. I stared at him blankly, even though I knew what he meant. He said I had nothing. He said if I was suspicious I should come back in about four months time. I sure goddamn will, because that will be the real test.
And I walked out just like that, a little surprised that I was deemed to be completely healthy, as I was sure I had something minor.
Also went to the gym last night, was really motivated by what had happened on Sunday.
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