...At times...I think that I have been so blessed to have experienced SO MUCH OF LIFE!!! Up until a few years ago, when my Ex unexpectedly divorced me...my plans for the future were so nice. I had worked SO hard...He was fired as a Elementary School Teacher because he just couldn't teach the children...I told him not to worry...I was making a lot of money. But, I wasn't sitting on my ass, looking cute for the Judges and opposing Attorneys...I was up late, often, preparing for Trial...and bringing complex Motions, and harranging the IRS...(I REALLY hated the IRS!!! They are assholes. A couple times, when the Agents didn't understand what I was saying, and STILL went after the Taxpayer...I got a Congressional Intervention going. The local Congressman got into it...and the assessment was called off!!!
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The IDIOT JUNIOR PARTNER of the Firm didn't understand what I had done...he just didn't understand anything other than auto accident cases...I mean...I could call the Congressman and talk about Tax Issues...and the Congressman was listening. A couple times, I had lunch with the Congressman, and we talked about Tax Issues...and...
...He didn't make a pass at me.
(Although He did offer me a job as an Aide...I declined...I didn't want to get caught up in Politics) Rather than rewarding me for what I was doing...I was bringing in 120K a year to the firm...from my own clients...And I was being paid 40K...The Firm said that I needed to do that for a few years to 'Buy In'...I bought it...
I won't go into details...but the Partners called me into their Office, and said that I needed to handle a HUGE subrogation case for the Firm. They said that they would lose one of their best Insurance clients if the case wasn't worked up. I looked over the file that THEY HAD NEGLECTED for a year, and pointed out that I would be spending a LOT OF DAYS in LA...and would not be able to develope my Tax Practice...that was creating a LOT of money...I mean...word got around that the Congressman would listen to me; (I heard that the IDIOT JUNIOR PARTNER once described me as a WALKING CASH REGISTER. I didn't bring in a regular income...but once in a while I would SPIT OUT A LOT OF CASH...
...that is what a Business and Tax Practice is like.)
I did as I was ordered...for the good of the Firm...and spent over half of my time in LA. I flew out of Oakland so many times, that the Stewardess on the Flight knew my name, and would bring me extra drinks and peanuts during the flight. The Hotel also knew me well, and I always got a nice room, in Beverly Hills, and there was always a nice robe for me to wear.
I had a blast...once...I had a classmate in Law School who had been a very decorated Naval Aviator...He had flown Corsairs off a Carrier. He was flying for United, now...and once...He was in LA when I was there. I had a day off between depositions, and he was on a layover. He said that He would come by, and take me out to dinner. I was happy, but didn't get dressed up, we were casual friends.
I was astonished when I heard a soft pounding on my door...and a voice whispering..."I got the stuff...let me in." I looked through the peephole...and recognized Him...He was wearing a dark suit, sunglasses...and was carrying a SUITCASE!!! I whispered back..."Anyone following you?" He whispered back..."I don't think so, but you better have the money." I whispered back..."I gotta see the stuff first." He whispered..."You had better open the door, they have cameras here." I whispered back..."OK"...and opened the door and got Him into my room...and quickly closed the door.
We laughed our asses off, afterwards...and then left, and drove around LA, and had a nice dinner...I drank...He didn't. I would say, "Hey, aren't you flying tomorrow?" And He would pretend to panic, and ask to drink my glass of wine...I would hold it away from Him.
Anyway...I forgot what point I was trying to make...but this is a nice memory...
