I thought the nightmare was over last February after that lawyer said it was useless to have me as a witness. That was the second subpoena I'd received.
I still had a case of mailbox anxiety for a while, but it eventually went away. Almost, anyway.
What do I find in my mailbox on this lovely day? A 3rd subpoena.
I couldn't identify the guy 60 minutes after I'd catch a glimpse of him... In May of last year.
Just how many years and how many people parading in court does it take to rule a case.
I'm just so frustrated to constantly be dragged into this in order to give a fair trial to someone who's renounced to his rights the minute he dropped his end of the social bargain, anyway...