No matter if you need to travel far to get to the courthouse, you have to hurry up and wait your turn. Boo.
I think the only useful skill I learned in law school was not to scream, “I’m going mAD. Get there FASter. Sunavabichersticks.”
You see, I had to learn that. Everything else was stupid easy. But sitting in one place, confined and unable to yell, I learned how to control my impetuous nature. Okay, so mainly I sat outside the classroom for 20 minutes after class started because time passed faster if I stared at the floor than if I were in class. “Goddammit.”
Since I can’t show up late to court, I have to find ways to occupy myself before a hearing. Useful ways, folks. Facebook only goes so far.
Luckily, in my nameless case and with my unknown judge, I don’t have these problems. But, I have the problem of arriving many hours before a hearing. What to do?