9/11

Everyone knows that all prosecutors have a steel exterior, and Pam is no exception. She came storming off the elevator at 5:30 in the morning, still wearing her ID from court, and she was furious. When Pam is mad she clenches her teeth them like a Venus flytrap and speaks though them with a sarcastic tone, and her face turns red with purple blotches at the temples.

“Dumb asses” Pam hissed, “They’re all dumb asses”

She kicked the wall with her stiletto; the file cabinets shook with fear.  We all knew what was happening.  Pam does two cases a day, beginning the first at 4:00 o’clock. When she shows up at the office 2 hours later then there’s only one reason. '

“Stupid unknowing dumb asses” Pam said. She kicked over the wastebasket. It rolled noisily across the floor.

“ Why does he have to always do this to me” Pam said grimacing at the ceiling as if addressing God. God like the rest of us has heard it all before. The same anger, the same clenched teeth, kicking and yelling.  Pam always ran true to form, like a rerun movie.

Sometimes her anger was directed against the assistants, sometimes her secretaries and sometimes against the Receptionist; but oddly never against Pam.

“If I lived to be 100” Pam hissed though her teeth, “I’ll never find a decent judge. Never. They don’t exist. Stupid, dumb asses, all of them.”

We glanced at each other: this time it was the Judge. About four times a year the blame falls on the Judge. The rest of the time she was happy with the judge that’s assigned to the case. Pam would praise them to the sky, by calling them the best judge in the country, and saying they made a good decision. But four times a year the judge makes a ruling in favor of the opposing side, and this pisses Pam off. In the criminal justice system it happens 58% of the time but Pam is a 20 percent-er, she is good. A woman that is a good persuader, a woman with a certain type of charm that everyone falls for.  That’s why everyone put up with her temper and destructiveness, once she did $100 worth of damage but no one even blinked because Pam is a 20 percent-er.

“Ugh, he’s so stupid,” Pam, said She looked angrily around the room “who’s on today?”

“I am”, I said. I am the senior partner of the law firm for the child protective services. “You need anything?”

“Yes, print out the Stallman vs. state case”

“ OK. What time do you need it?’

“Before 8:00 o’clock”

It was a habit of Pam’s. She always worked on her second case in the evening, often going long into the night.

“I’ll have them printed before then. I said. “I’ll put them on your desk after.”

“Yeah. Whatever.” A disguised look creeped upon her face. “ Arrested for steeling $1000 worth of merchandise from a drug store. How could you not keep him in jail there were recordings of him doing it.”

“Did you have any witnesses?”

“No, no one would testify against him,apparently he was popular in the neighborhood and everyone loves him. It really makes me sick.” Pam said while turning around. Then she kicked the door open and left my office.

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