another day, another... uh... non-dollar
I was at work a total of about 4 1/2 hours today. I've never been able to agree with punctuality, so I didn't show up until around 9:30. (I know I really should work on that.) I watched a few cases. Yvette had an interesting one. A woman had gotten a CPO against her husband. They are in the process of divorce and are trying to sell their house. Currently, he is out of a job (and has been for the last 3 years) and is living in the house until it sells. She is paying the mortgage and the utilities for him, plus supporting their three children all under the age of 10. The house isn't selling because he keeps scaring off the potential buyers. Once, a realtor alleged he came out of the house waving a gun around. At court, the woman was trying to bring criminal contempt because he hadn't gotten rid of the gun like he'd been ordered to. So the judge ordered he stay in jail until he turned in the gun to a law enforcement official. That was kind of cool.
After watching court for a while, I went into our breakroom outside Courtroom 118 to do some homework. An MPD officer came by inquiring about a case that had been dismissed. He thought I was an attorney. That gave my ego a little boost. (I enjoy it when people think I'm older than I am.) Then Kelli, Kimberly, Kristi, Yvette and I went to lunch. It was a nice day, so we sat outside a McDonald's.
There was nothing really to do at the Intake Center when we got back, so I finished my homework. A couple groups of Metropolitan Police Dept. recruits (DC's police force) came through the Center on an orientation tour. A bunch of tasty new recruits. (Ok, yeah, there were some chicks in the group, which I respect, but there were a lot of young good-looking guys, too.) I heart police officers.
I went home at 3. I'm really enjoying this internship. On the bad side, I look like I've been pushed down the stairs; my palms are all scratched up and my knees are atrocious. And I've got a cold. (whine, whine, whine) Those things aren't much fun. But that's ok. Tomorrow is Friday, and then it's the weekend!
(Note: edited by the author 11/9/2006.)
After watching court for a while, I went into our breakroom outside Courtroom 118 to do some homework. An MPD officer came by inquiring about a case that had been dismissed. He thought I was an attorney. That gave my ego a little boost. (I enjoy it when people think I'm older than I am.) Then Kelli, Kimberly, Kristi, Yvette and I went to lunch. It was a nice day, so we sat outside a McDonald's.
There was nothing really to do at the Intake Center when we got back, so I finished my homework. A couple groups of Metropolitan Police Dept. recruits (DC's police force) came through the Center on an orientation tour. A bunch of tasty new recruits. (Ok, yeah, there were some chicks in the group, which I respect, but there were a lot of young good-looking guys, too.) I heart police officers.
I went home at 3. I'm really enjoying this internship. On the bad side, I look like I've been pushed down the stairs; my palms are all scratched up and my knees are atrocious. And I've got a cold. (whine, whine, whine) Those things aren't much fun. But that's ok. Tomorrow is Friday, and then it's the weekend!
(Note: edited by the author 11/9/2006.)
posted by Kat @ 23:36
2 Comments:
At 9:11 AM,
Anonymous said…
Well apparently the cop thinks that our little Patwick is all done growing up. Of course that might have something to do with the whole dressing like you belong there, being really smart, and fawning over police recruits. Just a thought.
Poor Patwick with all her boo-boos. I would suggest having someone kiss them and make them all better, but that might spread the cold and then they would be whiny so that might not be the best course of action.
At 9:17 AM,
On More Serious Matters said…
I love the eyebrow comment. Truly, I think you should skip the bar and just become a lawyer. You've got the priorities down.
And I feel sad for people who don't love cops. Because it means they either like breaking the law a lot or they've only had bad experiences with cops.
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