He was the most difficult client I ever had.  He claimed that I was not doing my job because I hadn’t located witnesses.  At some point he also suggested that I should withdraw from his case because my office represented one of these mysterious witnesses.  One day I mentioned that witness and he angrily told me that the witness was dead.  Thiego had been accused of killing him.  Theigo taught me never to trust a problem client, even if he smiles at you and sucks up to you because that won’t stop him from filing motion for a Nelson inquiry.

My brother worshiped her and she didn’t care.  She played with his feelings like a cat plays with a catnip-filled toy.  After some time she grew tired of keeping him around, and so she simply dropped him.  I called her Moo Cow becuase the nickname was similar to a mispronunciation of her last name and I didn’t particularly like her anyway.  My parents scolded me whenever I called her that, but everyone knew exactly to whom I was referring.  I was shocked when my brother told me that he thinks I’m just like her.  I think she’s a heartless slut.

Andrew appeared to have a crush on me beginning in third grade.  Once his mother came to eat with him in the cafeteria and she asked him about me.  When we were in fourth grade he walked by me in the cafeteria and told me I had “nice tits”.  I was stunned.  Unsure of the appropriate response, I instinctively said, “Thank you.”  About six years ago I found out that he won a scholarship through MTV because he wrote an essay about how he wanted to go to law school and work for the ACLU to fight for gay rights. 

I was once in a cult that involved multilevel marketing on the Internet.  Matt was the cult leader.  He terrified me because he was so much more persuasive and older than I.  All my friends thought he was creepy because he called me so often.  I ended up escaping the cult because I graduated from college early while the rest of my cult members partied and wasted time.  Recently I read that the company that my cult centered around declared bankruptcy.  I am surprised to see that when I Googled my cult leader he was barely found on any websites.

My boyfriend told her I wore a leopard print bathrobe at home. That wasn’t the type of information I would have wanted to share with a professional acquaintance like Regina. She is also a criminal defense attorney. After my boyfriend told me that he told her about my bathrobe, I noticed that Regina was friendlier towards me than she had been in the past. Not that she had been unfriendly before, but when I see her in court or in the elevators now, I feel like we have something more in common now that she knows my deep, dark secret.