Livid

Today was a day from the fourth or fifth level of hell. Sure enough, it snowed like a biznitch. I woke up a little late and couldn't make the bus - had to drive to the train station. I had a deposition today at 10 near Wall Street and there is no waiting for the next bus - it skips the next express train, and it would make me super-late. So I put on my beautiful white/gold skirt suit and some boots because today is our firm's holiday party and I'm feeling festive. I anticipated the snow, so no strappy sandals - full out boots. So I'm running a little behind, but not terribly. I can still make my train, if I'm quick with cleaning the (4-6 inches of) snow off my car. It's powdery and not compact. Good! Until... my roommate comes back. She attempted to go to work but had spun out in the road and turned back to come home. She then insists on me not driving. Fine. Give me a ride to the train station then? Apparently she thinks she's just dropping me off at the corner to get the bus. Fool, the bus is long gone by now!! She had seen people waiting for it. I don't know where, but even so... she refuses to drive to the train station. She wasted my time, and I was DEFINITELY not getting my first choice of trains. So I go back to finish cleaning off my car. I finish, get in, and am ready to reverse out when she is blocking me by standing behind the car and asking neighbors driving by if they are going to the train station. AAAAuugh! Just move! It's going to take me extra time to get to the station as is, and you're wasting my time! Finally, she gives up and I'm gone. I know she meant well, but GOD DAMN! I was not in the mood. I did skid a little but nothing serious on the way to the train station. It's winter. Snow happens. Shit happens. I moved on. I got to my parking lot and walked the few minutes to the station. It wasn't all that bad. I called her when I got on the train to let her know I was okay and that she shouldn't worry so much. I'll let her pick me up when I'm coming home because it'll be dark and cold, and who really wants to walk in that at night? So, fine. I get in, it's not terribly late. Most people aren't in the office anyway. I didn't even get to see the object of my waning mini-crush so he could see just how fabulous I looked before taking off for Wall Street. Whatever. So, I get down there only to find that 2 counsel aren't there yet and 1 isn't going to come AT ALL. We end up moving forward (2 hours late) after a few things and a quick call to the court for guidance (read: the judge getting pissed off and eventually hanging up on us). Then starts the truly gruesome part of the day - the deposition that shouldn't have lasted more than three hours taking the whole day and ISN'T EVEN FINISHED YET!! The dingledork that did all the questioning today wasted so much f'in time asking this guy who didn't see anything and who knew very little about the situation about shit he didn't know about, and browbeated the man into speculating and assuming things when he shouldn't have been assuming anything. Fuckwad. Or as Phil likes to say, "asscorn." I was so angry I couldn't even get sleepy in this bore-me-to-tears deposition. The witness had to start reading contracts he knew nothing about! F'in ridiculous. I was hot. It's shit like this that makes people hate lawyers. I missed the holiday party (with open bar) for this?! I didn't even have time to run uptown and show my face (and my beautiful suit). F!! There were slices of humor, though. The attorney that (eventually) stood in for the guy who didn't make it was funny. I looked at him at one point (and he's kinda cute, too, at least that's a plus) and he put his finger to his head like a gun and pulled the thumb-trigger. I had to laugh. Another attorney who is rational and cool started raising his hand to signal the court reporter with his objection. One of the attorneys asked, "what, is this an auction?" Asscorn's poor associate (the only one of them that really knows what is going on in this case because asscorn has obviously failed to read previous deposition testimony) laughed at something at some point and I looked at him like I wanted to kill him. I feel a little bad about that, but really, we are all commiserating at this point. This was needless. We should have at least been done by 3:00 or so, instead of going through this needless time suck. AAAAugh. So after about 8 and a half hours of hell (starting from the time I arrived at the deposition), I went straight home. Forget the office - I am gone!! No one should be there anyway. I'll put in my billable time next week when I get in. Now here is the kicker: I'm taking my roommate down to Washington so she can attend a friend's funeral. She has 2 friends flying in (who I'm apparently supposed to pick up?) and they don't fucking drive. I told her tonight that I am not chauffeuring them around all day. She will have to drive. She doesn't want to drive. Too much of a 'fraidy cat. Houston, we may have a problem. She needs to make a fucking decision because I'm not going to endure another time suck after today's debacle. My sister says that I sound angry. Today, I most definitely am. But doing the blog circuit helped to bring down my anger. I love reading your blogs. You were one pleasant thing to look forward to, and I thank you for your creativity and energy.