Juvenall Wilson

So today was the day I finally went before a judge over the whole condo issue. I’ll spare the details on the case itself and deal more with how the whole court thing went.

The day for me started at around 4:30am. I pulled an all nighter between Wednesday and Thursday so I would be able to crash out early and sleep like a baby. That part worked like a charm. Though I ended up sleeping on the couch (Shelly just didn’t want to wake me..lol), I was out like a light. The end result of this was me getting up around the time I normally go to bed. I really wanted this so I could have a little time to compose myself in the morning as opposed to rushing out the door.

Around 7:00am, I did breakfast at the little diner, Millie’s, just down the street. It was so strange being the only person there in any sort of formal wear. Everyone else looked like a trucker or construction worked. Me in my deep blue dress shirt and black slacks stood out like a sore thumb. Since I scarfed that down faster than I expected, I was left with another hour before I needed to be at the courthouse. So I cruised over to Meijer and checked out a few things I didn’t need. At 8:00am, I made my way over to the court parking lot. They didn’t actually unlock the front doors until 8:30am, so I was stuck sitting in the car listening to (*shutters*) morning talk radio. When the doors opened, I checked in with the clerk and made my way to courtroom 3.

As I said there waiting for the courtroom to open, there were several young girls sitting in the hallway across from me. One was rather well dressed in a business suit and looked cute as hell. Oh, if I were not a taken man..lol. However, what really stood out to me was the girl she was there with. This chick was sitting there, in the courthouse, with an oversized shirt that was basically falling off. Not that I normally mind it when attractive chicks are fully exposing their cleavage, but christ dude, you’re in a court of law. How trailer trash can you get?

Anyhow, we finally made our way into the court room and after a good 5 minutes or so, “Joe”, the guy bringing the case against me showed up. To his credit, he was very polite, considering the situation, and acknowledged me with a hello before sitting down a few rows in front of me. Seeing a chance to avoid nailing him to a cross in front of the judge (I’m not lawyer, but I know my shit), I went over and asked to speak with him outside. There, I offered him a very sweet deal that would give him access to the property in question in three days. Since it’s being foreclosed on and it’s all under his name (basically), time is a major factor for him. However, like all good stubborn Darwin candidates, he refused for some incoherent reason. Boy, will that come back to bite him in the ass.

Cutting back some of the fun I saw with the other hearings, at around 9:15am, it was our turn to go before the judge. As we both approached, the judge asked us for our names. Joe introduced himself first, and I followed. That would be the last thing I would get to say. After reviewing the documents for the case, the judge began to lean in on Joe for everything he has done wrong. First, Mary Ann, his wife and the legal owner of the property didn’t show up. The judge was far from happy about this and said right off the bat that Joe couldn’t manage this for her since he isn’t an attorney. Next, he ripped into the informal paperwork he issued to me. Joe was shocked, SHOCKED, that in the state of Michigan, you can’t just make up your own legal forms in Microsoft Word and expect that to fly. So then there was a bit of back and fourth about how stupid his “lawyer” was. This went on for another 10 minutes with me pinching my leg to remind myself not to laugh out loud or crack a smile. Finally, the judge dismissed the case and that was that. Victory!