Which is kind of surreal if you think about it.
When in the world did I get myself into a position where I not only have the opportunity, where I not only have the need, but where I have the authority to serve this?
Of course, it's a friendly subpoena. The witness is for us and even coming to the office to pick it up.
I still feel weird saying I'm serving a subpoena though.
And there's rules.
You need to write this info on both copies.
Give this copy to them.
Keep this copy.
And then I forgot which copy I was supposed to give and which copy I was supposed to keep.
This legal stuff makes me anxious sometimes.
The lawyers were gone for the day so I wandered back to the investigator hall where I found three of them talking and I asked,
"can I ask a stupid question?"
And they, being law enforcement and knowing all about subpoenas, were able to remind me which copy to give and which copy to keep.
And then one said, "Steph, I want you to remember that there are no stupid question... only stupid people."
Oh snap.
You might need to know that this group of guys that I work with are full of it.
The banter is non-stop.
And frankly, when a remark like that is thrown at me, it actually makes me feel like I'm really a part of this group more than anything.
But the other two burst out laughing, "no way!"
And I just shook my head.
"Thank you. Thank you very much."
And then we made him feel bad because I'd just organized his birthday lunch next week.
And I walked away with my head hanging.
I got an email that said "sorry, I hope you know I was just kidding. That really wasn't a stupid question" And it included a South Park link, because apparently South Park makes all things better in the law enforcement world.
She who can get an unsought for apology for a banter is indeed a professional in the game of banter.
Thank you, thank you.
