My Private-Eye Adventure
Jul. 13th, 2008 10:34 pmSpent the weekend at the camp with the only members of my Dad's family we speak to. My Aunt and Uncle came down from Arkansas, and Cousin H & Cousin H's Longtime Girlfriend came from DC, where they are Big Mighty Bigwigs in the art restoration world. Much fun and good food was had by all. Boudreaux and Thibodeaux jokes were told, alligators were spotted quite close to swimmer, sunburns were acquired, and all and all it was a good weekend.
Funniest individual moment, though, had to be when my cousin was watching boats through binoculars from our deck and calling out their names (which are often humorous and/or tasteless) - and called out a name that made my dad drop what he was doing and snatch the binoculars. You see, my dad is a lawyer, and he is involved in a suit in which his client's stepfather/business partner has embezzled loads of cash from the family business to, among other things, buy a boat. This boat.
So, we all jumped in our boat and, feeling very sneaky and like PIs, followed this big phallic monster of a speedboat down to the next bar, and dad got pictures of this somewhat elderly gentlemen carousing on his ill-gotten boat with a bunch of very young blond things. Not only is it going to make a great illustrative exhibit (and pretty much prove the boat isn't really a business expense) but he's probably going to be able to get the guy's (very recently divorced) ex wife over on our side of the conflict, and now his client won't have to sue her mother (who shares financial interest with the stepdad). Probably the most exciting piece of casework my dad's ever gotten to do. Also, the only time he's logged time on a case while wearing a bathing suit.
I only wish he'd had a suit with him. I have this mental image of him walking up to the guy (and you have to realize what kind of bar this is) in one of his ridiculously expensive tailored suits, with the briefcase and everything, and introducing himself as the opposing legal council. Shaking his hand. Casually asking if that's his boat there. Can you imagine? He'd probably have settled right there, shortly after soiling himself
ETA: I didn't watch the video I linked very closely before - just found something on YouTube that showed what kind of bar the Prop Stop Inn is, but I clicked the link just now to check it and OMG! The video was taken during last year's family reunion, when my 50-something year old aunt won the hula hoop contest! You can see her in the video (the one not in a bikini), and my second cousin, too. *dies laughing*
Funniest individual moment, though, had to be when my cousin was watching boats through binoculars from our deck and calling out their names (which are often humorous and/or tasteless) - and called out a name that made my dad drop what he was doing and snatch the binoculars. You see, my dad is a lawyer, and he is involved in a suit in which his client's stepfather/business partner has embezzled loads of cash from the family business to, among other things, buy a boat. This boat.
So, we all jumped in our boat and, feeling very sneaky and like PIs, followed this big phallic monster of a speedboat down to the next bar, and dad got pictures of this somewhat elderly gentlemen carousing on his ill-gotten boat with a bunch of very young blond things. Not only is it going to make a great illustrative exhibit (and pretty much prove the boat isn't really a business expense) but he's probably going to be able to get the guy's (very recently divorced) ex wife over on our side of the conflict, and now his client won't have to sue her mother (who shares financial interest with the stepdad). Probably the most exciting piece of casework my dad's ever gotten to do. Also, the only time he's logged time on a case while wearing a bathing suit.
I only wish he'd had a suit with him. I have this mental image of him walking up to the guy (and you have to realize what kind of bar this is) in one of his ridiculously expensive tailored suits, with the briefcase and everything, and introducing himself as the opposing legal council. Shaking his hand. Casually asking if that's his boat there. Can you imagine? He'd probably have settled right there, shortly after soiling himself
ETA: I didn't watch the video I linked very closely before - just found something on YouTube that showed what kind of bar the Prop Stop Inn is, but I clicked the link just now to check it and OMG! The video was taken during last year's family reunion, when my 50-something year old aunt won the hula hoop contest! You can see her in the video (the one not in a bikini), and my second cousin, too. *dies laughing*