Welcome to the big girl world....

Last week I mentioned sending my letter to opposing counsel. I can only imagine what he did when he received it, but I don't think him shitting on it and setting it on fire are outside of the realm of possibility. 

I say this because this week, my client was served with motions regarding her case, after he knew I was her attorney. For you non-attorneys out there, let me explain: that doesn't go against figurative ethical protocol. It goes against ACTUAL WRITTEN FUCKING RULES. Specifically, one regarding contacting a person that they know to be represented by counsel. I was pissed, but I let it slide. 

Even though I wanted to smack a bitch. 

He also filed a piece of shit motion that was passed ex parte. And, again, for you non-legal scholars, ex parte doesn't mean a party where all your exes are in attendance (although given the circumstances--custody, I find  the name ironic)-- it simply means my client didn't receive notice of the proceedings. 

I may have done some of this when I got wind of this shit. 

But today. TODAY. While arranging a hearing with him on the phone during a conference call with a judicial assistant, I happened to ask if he had gotten the letter of confirmation regarding another hearing we have together. His response: I'm sure my girls got it. 

To which I replied "That's funny, because I called your office yesterday and "your girl" told me you were the only one who had access to that email account. So....is there a secondary address I can send this next confirmation to in order to assure you get it?" 

Come at me, bro bitch. 

Sometimes, it's the little things.