In court with Rat and Genie

On Friday I walked to work. After I changed I was passing Rat and Nunjo in the corridor, and Rat remarked that I had shaved. I didn't know what to say. She said I looked...and trailed off. Hmmm.

I was in my room doing some last minute tabbings and needed some orange tabs, so I went to the photocopying room to find some. Rat was in there already near the tabs. I went over and said I was looking for some orange tabs. She started looking for them for me, and Nunjo came in. She leaned over a bit in front of me, also looking at where Rat was looking. I asked her if she wanted orange as well, and forgot what she said. But I wonder if that was her way of trying to get my attention.

I went to court with Genie since we were in the same court. I felt pretty comfortable going with her, as I didn't feel like she was going to critique me or anything. I met my informant over there, the same one I had met at Wollongong, and we talked a bit before going into court. For some reason Genie was trying to be really helpful, asking me if I needed anything from the office that she'd get for me.

I spoke to the barista for the other side and then we waited for our matter to be called. We got on at about 11ish. It was easy cause there was another sentence before me so I got to see how the judge wanted it done, and I did it the same way. During morning tea I had taken a walk around and saw Rat waiting outside her courtroom, and now she had come to my courtroom to watch. Hmmm...I think having her there made me feel a bit nervous, although if it was going to be anyone more senior than me, I was glad it was her.

Anyway, the offender gave evidence, which I totally wasn't expecting, because Melissa said the barista had told her he was 99% sure he wouldn't be calling him. So as he was calling evidence, I sat there taking notes and wondering if I should cross-examine. On one hand, I didn't want Rat to think I was too chicken not to, yet on the other hand, I was afraid I'd make a complete fool of myself. Genie, her barista and this other famous barista were also there. But then I told myself, those aren't really proper considerations in deciding whether I should cross or not.

But then, as the offender was giving evidence, he said something that saved me.

Counsel: Did you ever think about the effects this would have on the children?

Offender: No.

No? Did he just say no??


Counsel: But since your arrest, have you thought about the effects on children?

Offender: No.

Oh my god...


Judge: You really haven't thought about it?

Oh please don't ask, don't give him a chance to change his answer.


Offender: No.

Judge: Not at all?

Offender: No.

Phew, this guy is dumb.


And so, with that, I decided that he had done the most damage by his own admissions, and me crossing could potentially ruin that. So there's my answer. Saved.

The other side made really long subs, well into 1:30pm. The judge asked me if I wanted to say anything. I had this line in my head so I made some quick subs, and finished off with "he really only was a phone call away from the level of Asplund".

Bravo. *clap* *clap*


We adjourned to another date for judgment, and I noticed both Genie and Rat were gone. When I got back to the office, I saw Rat and I was like "yeah thanks for leaving me" and she said she was so hungry she forgot and only realised when she got back. I asked if she had had lunch yet and she said no. I actually meant that as a genuine question, but I think it sounded like I was asking her out to lunch. She asked me what I felt like and I said Subway, so we decided to go out together to get Subway.

She was rambling on as usual on the way there. I thought she made pretty good company, although not sure I would like this 24/7. We got our sandwiches and made our way back. I bought six cookies intending to share them around. I put them on Ogre's desk and Mary's desk, and offered one to Nunjo. I know I said I wouldn't give her shit ever again, but I was still pretty hyped up from court and didn't care. She said no at first and I was like "come on" and so she took one. I was starting to walk out and she extended the conversation. I tried to walk out a couple of times but she did the same thing, almost as if wanting me to stay. Finally I told her about court and how dumb/honest the offender was, which made her laugh. I still wanted to get out of there, because my sandwich was getting cold. But I could tell she was really happy I was offering her food (again).

My sandwich was a bit too much, don't think I need to get a foot long. Felt so full. Anyway, for the rest of the day I basically just wrote up a file note about what had happened in court and didn't do anything else. I was too tired.

I did, however, look at a new matter Mary gave me. It was pretty sick. By far the sickest I have ever read. I went and told her, and she interpreted it as me not wanting to do it. I didn't want to feel like a chicken, so I said that wasn't what I meant, but I don't think she believes me.

Anyway, I wanted to leave work, yet felt like wandering around before calling it a night by going to the gym. I took a walk to Myer to check out their men's business attire, didn't really see anything I wanted to buy, and then I headed to the casino. I was pretty safe, since I didn't have any money to bet with. My goal was to see if I could detect any pattern as to where the ball was falling off the wheel, and hence where it would land.

I couldn't. But I did see a cute Asian croupier. I then went to watch Blackjack, and found a table where an Indian/Indonesian looking lady was betting $1,000 per hand and $100 on luck pairs!!! As if that wasn't enough, she started playing three hands by herself!!! Fuck. She must've been a criminal. No normal person has that amount of money to play with. I couldn't really tell if she was winning or losing, but I hoped for my sakes because I have shares in the casino that she was losing.

When I got tired of standing around, I left and went back to the office to change. Then I went to the gym and had my usual workout.