Fingerprints, handcuffs, court and pay pal.
05/14/2003
Ok so I didn’t post this morning. I was trying to get the registration payment method up for Journalcon Austin: Web Writers Weekend. The registration should be up and running by our live date, oh 1 hour and forty minuets from now.
I finally succeeded with a little help from Kramer. THANK YOU! I was so frustrated this morning as I left for work, I forgot I had a doctors appointment. I ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. I did manage to get to the appointment but a little late. The back is still tender, it is just not going back into place and holding. It sucks, I don’t want to be doing drugs but I think I will need some to get sleep tonight. Better sleep through chemicals.
Ok so if you have been reading along, you know I have gotten my fingerprints done back in January. I had to get some electronic ones done at the DPS (TX department of public safety=State Cops). They have this nifty new scanner they use now. So I head up there in my go to court cloths. I drive around the complex looking for a parking spot and looking at the new recruits. Those boys are pretty! I head in and hand my paperwork in, wait for a short time and get the groovy prints taken. I am waiting for the final print out and sit back in the waiting room. In walk 2 DPS officers, not unusual for that place? They walk up to this guy and I swear they had the cuffs on him before I could even figure out what was happening. He is stunned. I hear the officers say to him “your under arrest for outstanding warrants”. He just asks them “can I call my sister?” no replies the female officer, we have you in custody now and once we get you booked, you can make a phone call. I guess his plans were changed a bit. Me, I just calmly walked away when I was done, I know I have been a good girl and didn’t get my plans changed by the DPS officers.
I had a court date with a former tenant yesterday, it was small claims court. In small claims things are a little laid back and not so formal. This tenant had sued the company for about 3,000. Because we were trying to collect for damages to the apartment he had rented. I have to say, this was one of the most discussing apartments I have seen yet. When the cleaning bills are that high, I normally go take a look for myself and request that photos be taken or take them myself. This guy was a smoker. Not just a smoker, but a HUGE smoker that never opened the window or door to let the air in. Anyway, did you notice the incorrect logic here? He is trying to sue the landlord for damages he caused. I swear the judge has the patience of a saint. He tired to explain this to Dr. Y. Yes, he has a PHD so his correct title is Dr. Y. He didn’t get it. Me and the boss had to go through almost 2 hours of this. Explain the charges, explain why we came up with our figures. … I had to call the boss as a witness. After all is said and done, the judge dismisses the case against us, meaning we do not owe him money and advise us and him of the charges he would disallow so I can adjust his outstanding balance. The judge explains to Dr. Y that if he wants to appeal the ruling, it will now cost him an additional $300.- bond money. He was so angry. Did I mention this has been going on for three years? The stature for disputing the deposit had run out long ago on this. But I will do the right thing and adjust the balance and have the collection agency, Ms. Shelia, go after him for the adjusted balance. He he, Ms. Shelia can get money out of rocks.
Oh well, enough of this, Saba has already gone to bed. He gave up waiting on me so.. Sweet dreams.
