As you may recall, on Day 92, I was to fill out my will and send it to my lawyer with the request that they do not open it before my death. My lawyer received my will at some point because when I was dutifully paying attention in my research course this evening, I received a text from her say:
So do I really have to wait until you die to open the envelope or are you trying to kill me with curiosity.
So professional she is
I reinformed her to wait until I die by simply replying
Wait until I die :)
As with all lawyers, her impatients grew as she responded (yes, I am still in class desperately trying to learn)
Do I HAVE to??
And I thought lawyers were a smart profession.
Am I dead?
I simply responded. She decides to get snippy and says
Are you texting me??? Can I PLEASE open it??
Aren't lawyers supposed to show some kind of patience. I mean seriously, what is another 50 or so years. But I did have a third grader (age 9) tell me the other day, that I would be dead by the time she's able to run for president. So if that kid's right, that's like 36 years.
I responded
Yes I/m texting you and I'm not dead.
Obviously not good with instruction, she replies
I'm gonna open it...
For those of you who don't speak lawyer, 'gonna' is lawyer slang for going .
I warned her saying
Be warned.
Just like a true lawyer, paranoia set in.
Is it anthrax? if you're dead, I should be, too, is that the idea?
I like that thought. I might send her an envelope of powder sugar just to see what happens.
She later informs me she is not at home and may not be able to hold out for another day saying
Lol, luckily for you I wasn't at home... I may not be able to hold out for another day.
And to think she gets paid the big bucks. Once again I reminded her
You have to hold out til I die
And just like a man, no response. But don't worry, I have a feeling this is not over. I will keep you posted.
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