Friday, 30 March 2007
Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out
Goodbye, lawyer lady. I am sad that our association has to come to an end, if only because it would have been nice to get my divorce finalised sooner rather than later. But really, after six weeks of trying to contact you to find out what the hell is going on and where the documents are (never mind the wills), I've had enough. Don't bother sending me an account; you haven't sent me anything that would justify your charging me. I know I said I wasn't too fazed about the divorce taking a while, but then I assumed I would actually hear from you once in a while and maybe, just maybe, have a few documents to sign. I'm off to greener pastures, and maybe I'll be divorced before Armageddon.
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