Lawyers

Date: 10/4/2022

The beautiful, young, shaggy Collie needs a lawyer. I am waiting outside for one, on the cool, dark green grass. The air is almost minty. Lots of people need lawyers. The whole top half of Athletics is leaving and demanding severance packages all at once. I could help but they want real lawyers, so instead, management is picking them off one at a time while I wait on the grass for a lawyer for a dog. Judy and I have to take a bus to court but we miss it. I run after it, cutting across a square but miss it at the next stop, too. "We'll have to take a cab," I say. "No way I'm taking a cab," Judy insists. I explain to her that you can't just show up late to a hearing but she looks at me as though I'm making it up.