Until today, I did not know that it was possible to fall down while still sitting on the floor.
apropos of this, a lawyer-friend of mine once got someone a settlement when she fell off the “do not stand on or above this step” step on a ladder—I say we sue your landlord for a defective floor.
Please don’t get my lawyer dander all riled up on this fine Saturday afternoon.
I’m still trying to get a law passed that would limit the number of cases an attorney can take on in a lifetime, similar in many ways to political term limits. Think of all the frivolous lawsuits that would simply disappear. Plus, think of the jobs it would create, opening up the market even further for future attorneys.
(My initial plan involved a law that required attorneys to glue one foot to the floor, then limited the practice of law to 100 feet in any direction.)
Lawyer dander? I think that Claritin helps with that.
Okay, I promise not to get your lawyer dander riled up if you promise not to push my “here’s why the ‘tort reform’ movement is retrogressive and dangerous” button. ;)
tort reform? lawyer dander?…
And I came into this Scrine looking for a shared “yes, I’ve fallen over and hurt myself while sitting down” space.
Barkeep? I’m clearly not drinking enough.
Oh, but honey, these are not mutually exclusive topics of discussion! You can have your shared falling-while-sitting space *and* a bracing discussion of legal ephemera! Don’t go!
I’ve done worse. Much worse.
Oh, of course not, Bake. I was just amused by the turn of events (read words) that is any given day in Scrine.
Carry on. Barkeep? Some more ephemera, if you will.