If only.
Monday, August 7th, 2006I am printing gobs and gobs of documents so that I can produce them to the defense before an expert gives her deposition. First, however, I will copy them with a fancy copy-setting that adds little numbers to the bottom of the page so that they are recorded, accessible, and easily referenced. Chances are I will organize them into a three-ringed binder with color coded exhibit tabs at some point. Such is the thrilling life of a paralegal. I sit back, relax, do some printing and copying, and watch opposing attorneys hit each other over the head until one expert emerges as the most expert-seeming to potential jurors.
All this, when I could be sipping pina coladas in a beach hut bungalow off the coast of Honduras.
Or exploring the Mayan ruins of Tikal.
Or boating down the Amazon.
Or even getting travelers’ diarrhea in a dingy hostel with hairy tarantulas crawling around in the shower.
Better get back to work.
-Megan
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