Small World

At my old job, I handled a lot of different tasks, including litigation.  Had one case where we secured through mediation a result better than if the other party had just laid down and defaulted on the lawsuit.  But rang up a legal bill in the process, of course (hey, nobody rides the legal merry-go-round for free!).  Client paid a pittance and has carried a substantial balance thereafter.  I left for greener pastures.  The matter/client eventually were turned over to collection by the firm.

I'm in possession of a 2244-word letter from said client to my old firm, combining together various innuendo to weave a gauzy tapestry of my/our prolonged and deliberate course of deceit, dishonesty and personal gain, and winding itself up with an offer to settle the outstanding debt for pennies on the dollar lest tens of thousands of said client's dollars instead be marshaled to attack our professional standing and destroy our livelihoods.  (I shan't elaborate on the grounds, as the threat of litigation remains present.)  Nothing has come of it except for the angst, numerous calls to two different past malpractice carriers, the state bar's disciplinary division, and some spent on a private-practice attorney.

Today, I get a letter from a financial company handling a small investment I had when I lived in Oregon.  My advisor has retired and my account has been reassigned.  My new financial representative is ... the spouse of the client!


I'm having trouble drafting the letter to the new advisor to say that I'd prefer my account be assigned to someone else.

Seems simple enough to me.  You lawyer types need to shed that 'billable hours' mentality every now and again.

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Is it related to your dangling participle ?

 

Any ****ual indiscretions?