I presented myself at the courhouse this morning at 9 am, and at 9:08, I was walking out the door. I spent longer discussing handguns with the sheriffs manning the door when I went in that I did with the judge! There were 7 of us there for uncontested divorces, they took us all into a conference room and swore us in as a group, and the judge asked us one by one if we had a copy of our final decree. Only a smoking hot Asian woman and I had them, so he dismissed the rest to go to the law library to deal with it. I had to read a prepared statement that I already had, and he slammed down the gavel and said "granted". I must have looked confused, because he told me I could leave unless I just liked hanging around. I told him I'd seen as much as I could stand, and left. I'll go on my day off next Tuesday to pick up my certifed copies, but its all done and legal right now.
The instructions said to dress in a manner that shows respect to the court, I wore a sport coat and tie, and the Asian woman was very nicely dressed, but the rest looked like bums, including the women, and had to be told to remove ball caps, and one guy even complained to the bailiff about it. And who shows up to a prescheduled hearing with no paperwork, and grumbles when they are told to go get it?
I told the bailiff that I've spent 62 years of my life trying to stay out of courhouses and away from judges, and hope that after today, it'll be another 62 years before I have to go back! At the risk of sounding elitist, this place was filled with the detrius of society. I walked past the open door to a criminal courtroom when I left and it looked like the cantina scene from Star Wars in there!
The instructions said to dress in a manner that shows respect to the court, I wore a sport coat and tie, and the Asian woman was very nicely dressed, but the rest looked like bums, including the women, and had to be told to remove ball caps, and one guy even complained to the bailiff about it. And who shows up to a prescheduled hearing with no paperwork, and grumbles when they are told to go get it?
I told the bailiff that I've spent 62 years of my life trying to stay out of courhouses and away from judges, and hope that after today, it'll be another 62 years before I have to go back! At the risk of sounding elitist, this place was filled with the detrius of society. I walked past the open door to a criminal courtroom when I left and it looked like the cantina scene from Star Wars in there!