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So much for the quieter week....
Aug. 19th, 2013 09:36 pmToday was as intense as any day last week.
On paper, not so. Just one client appointment and one afternoon court appearance. But then Things Happened.
Email advised of a 4:30 phone conference with a downstate federal judge. One does not argue with such things, so it went on the docket. I delayed my departure as long as I could to catch up on emails, get a BK case filed, and let Tasha out as late as possible before the 12:30 appointment....
which I wound up about 10 minutes late for, owing to delays in an in-transit clerk filing, a bizarre railroad crossing gate not actually involving a passing train, and, yes, lunch. The 12:30 guy was okay with it, but the Rochester office was just plain weird today at that point. Four of us had dibs on a single conference room at or right after that time; the lawyers across the hall (with whom we have a standing mutual-overflow accommodation policy) were also double-booked; and we were running a Camp Runamuck for three kids of various principals/employees who'd devolved into horsie-rides on each others' shoulders by the time I got back from my original court date.
Could be worse. They could be shoving their kids under porches to pull out 300-pound pythons;)
Our summer receptionist was back for her second-to-last day before returning to SUNY for her final year, and I wasn't sure if I'd make her farewell luncheon tomorrow, so I stopped on the way back to find a suitably silly gift to remember us by:
I was bummed that I couldn't find one with an actual dial- although I could've accomplished that by bringing back the actual AT&T black desk phone from my parents' house that I found in my sister's garage three weeks ago-
(Frighteningly, I think the thing, retrofitted with a 1980s style jack, probably still works;)
----
From there, it was off to the side of the road to take my 4:30 conference call- I won, yay!- and get home by a semi-decent hour. I will get back there tomorrow for the lunch, and two other appointments, but will be home even more decently in the mid-afternoon after all of that. And the final three days of the week promise to be less of stress:)
On paper, not so. Just one client appointment and one afternoon court appearance. But then Things Happened.
Email advised of a 4:30 phone conference with a downstate federal judge. One does not argue with such things, so it went on the docket. I delayed my departure as long as I could to catch up on emails, get a BK case filed, and let Tasha out as late as possible before the 12:30 appointment....
which I wound up about 10 minutes late for, owing to delays in an in-transit clerk filing, a bizarre railroad crossing gate not actually involving a passing train, and, yes, lunch. The 12:30 guy was okay with it, but the Rochester office was just plain weird today at that point. Four of us had dibs on a single conference room at or right after that time; the lawyers across the hall (with whom we have a standing mutual-overflow accommodation policy) were also double-booked; and we were running a Camp Runamuck for three kids of various principals/employees who'd devolved into horsie-rides on each others' shoulders by the time I got back from my original court date.
Could be worse. They could be shoving their kids under porches to pull out 300-pound pythons;)
Our summer receptionist was back for her second-to-last day before returning to SUNY for her final year, and I wasn't sure if I'd make her farewell luncheon tomorrow, so I stopped on the way back to find a suitably silly gift to remember us by:
I was bummed that I couldn't find one with an actual dial- although I could've accomplished that by bringing back the actual AT&T black desk phone from my parents' house that I found in my sister's garage three weeks ago-
(Frighteningly, I think the thing, retrofitted with a 1980s style jack, probably still works;)
----
From there, it was off to the side of the road to take my 4:30 conference call- I won, yay!- and get home by a semi-decent hour. I will get back there tomorrow for the lunch, and two other appointments, but will be home even more decently in the mid-afternoon after all of that. And the final three days of the week promise to be less of stress:)