We have an old man who is NOT an attorney, but somehow has managed to get himself set up as a “professional representative” for some people who were cited for letting their yards get WAY overgrown (we are talking weeds over 3 feet tall) and keeping trash, junked cars, rotting furniture, etc. in their front yards. Vermin LOVE that environment.
This guy apparently was some high ranking officer in a corporation before retiring and now is seeking ways to continue to feel needed and in charge. Rather than simply helping these folk find the means to clean up their yards, he has been feeding them stories of how no city or government body should have the right to dictate sanitation standards and how they should keep their properties. What would have been simple cases that could easily have been resolved with no fines or penalties have escalated to insane jury trials involving inane and ridiculous arguments and counter charges he has advised them to make. The juries so far have found everyone guilty and assessed rather large fines.
This only served to stir up this old coot even more. He has stormed into our building, been loud and rude in his demands to talk to someone regarding the charges, and been a general pain to any court employee trying to get legitimate work done.
Yesterday, he cornered me to yell some more nonsense at me (as if I could dismiss the verdicts or cases brought by another department) and demanded I do something on behalf of his “clients”. When I asked him if he was the attorney for those defendants, he stated rather angrily that he did not have to be an attorney to be their “professional representative” in their cases.
I calmly told him that I disagreed, and was not going to speak to anyone about a case except the actual defendant or that defendant’s attorney. His face contorted and turned an odd shade of purple as he screamed that I was insubordinate and he was going to file suit against me for hindering his representation.
I paused, then broke out into a broad, excited smile. I asked him please to do so.
He said he was serious and I soon would regret being so flippant and I did not know who I was messing with.
I narrowed my eyes and turned my smile a little sinister. I said to him that I knew exactly what I was saying. I continued that up until now, I was restrained to behave politely toward him due to my job, but that if he did me or anyone else in the courthouse the favor of suing us personally, those restraints are off and we can defend and attack in the manner we wish. I added that I greatly would enjoy doing just that, so I look forward to him being a man of his word and doing what he said he would.
He steamed for a moment, then spun around and stomped out. I will let you know if he follows through; but I get threatened with legal action often, but have yet to see anything happen from those threats, so I somehow doubt this latest will lead to anything either.
This guy apparently was some high ranking officer in a corporation before retiring and now is seeking ways to continue to feel needed and in charge. Rather than simply helping these folk find the means to clean up their yards, he has been feeding them stories of how no city or government body should have the right to dictate sanitation standards and how they should keep their properties. What would have been simple cases that could easily have been resolved with no fines or penalties have escalated to insane jury trials involving inane and ridiculous arguments and counter charges he has advised them to make. The juries so far have found everyone guilty and assessed rather large fines.
This only served to stir up this old coot even more. He has stormed into our building, been loud and rude in his demands to talk to someone regarding the charges, and been a general pain to any court employee trying to get legitimate work done.
Yesterday, he cornered me to yell some more nonsense at me (as if I could dismiss the verdicts or cases brought by another department) and demanded I do something on behalf of his “clients”. When I asked him if he was the attorney for those defendants, he stated rather angrily that he did not have to be an attorney to be their “professional representative” in their cases.
I calmly told him that I disagreed, and was not going to speak to anyone about a case except the actual defendant or that defendant’s attorney. His face contorted and turned an odd shade of purple as he screamed that I was insubordinate and he was going to file suit against me for hindering his representation.
I paused, then broke out into a broad, excited smile. I asked him please to do so.
He said he was serious and I soon would regret being so flippant and I did not know who I was messing with.
I narrowed my eyes and turned my smile a little sinister. I said to him that I knew exactly what I was saying. I continued that up until now, I was restrained to behave politely toward him due to my job, but that if he did me or anyone else in the courthouse the favor of suing us personally, those restraints are off and we can defend and attack in the manner we wish. I added that I greatly would enjoy doing just that, so I look forward to him being a man of his word and doing what he said he would.
He steamed for a moment, then spun around and stomped out. I will let you know if he follows through; but I get threatened with legal action often, but have yet to see anything happen from those threats, so I somehow doubt this latest will lead to anything either.
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