Long case is looking longer.
Mar. 2nd, 2010 04:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sparkindarknessHaving finally managed to speak to the fool-who-is-client (Hereby referred to as Fwic) and pin him down on why he’s here (his divorce) and there are (apparently) no side issues (and I believe him. Truly. Uh-huh. *sigh*) then we just need to be clear about what he wants from the divorce and how realistic those expectations are. So far those include body parts. Not particularly stunning - you’d be amazed at how many soon-to-be-divorced couples decide they want “everything + their ETERNAL PAAAAIN!” but most can be talked out of it. Eventually. Most of them.
So I figure that at least I have time to hammer some basic common sense into this fool’s incredibly thick skull.
Until I got a message from Wife of Fool Who Is Client’s solicitor pushing to meet as soon as possible for amicable resolution of this whole unpleasant business so both parties may move on with their lives without rancour and with the minimum possible disruption.
Without rancour? Fwic doesn’t have anything BUT rancour! His every thought (admittedly, few and far between) revolves around petty spite and petulant malice (and quite possibly malicious petulance). Amicable? There are enraged hippopotamus on crack that are more amicable than Fwic! Viking berserkers look calm and cerebral next to this guy.
Hmm... I request that any negotiations for amicable settlement not happen at this time because my client is an arsehole with the brains of a fish and the aggression of a pack of starving hyenas. ‘kay?
Except, of course, awkwardness during the case can count against you, especially if they other party is oh-so-reasonable. Sure one isolated incident isn’t going to matter much - but who’s betting Fwic is going to find it... challenging to restrain himself to one incident of awkwardness?
Oh, this is going to be fun... I must add booze onto the shopping list, I have a feeling I’ll be hitting the bottle hard this week.
So I figure that at least I have time to hammer some basic common sense into this fool’s incredibly thick skull.
Until I got a message from Wife of Fool Who Is Client’s solicitor pushing to meet as soon as possible for amicable resolution of this whole unpleasant business so both parties may move on with their lives without rancour and with the minimum possible disruption.
Without rancour? Fwic doesn’t have anything BUT rancour! His every thought (admittedly, few and far between) revolves around petty spite and petulant malice (and quite possibly malicious petulance). Amicable? There are enraged hippopotamus on crack that are more amicable than Fwic! Viking berserkers look calm and cerebral next to this guy.
Hmm... I request that any negotiations for amicable settlement not happen at this time because my client is an arsehole with the brains of a fish and the aggression of a pack of starving hyenas. ‘kay?
Except, of course, awkwardness during the case can count against you, especially if they other party is oh-so-reasonable. Sure one isolated incident isn’t going to matter much - but who’s betting Fwic is going to find it... challenging to restrain himself to one incident of awkwardness?
Oh, this is going to be fun... I must add booze onto the shopping list, I have a feeling I’ll be hitting the bottle hard this week.