
Originally Posted by
MoreMiserableCrap
As I've posted before, we rarely if ever have nigger clients. They're usually court appointments on criminal cases, and since the monkeys are too poor to bond out we dont have to worry much about seeing them unexpectedly. However we do have a nigger client on a divorce case. The buck is this uppity obese motherfucker who probably couldn't see muh dik enough to rape anything, but he did get some sow pregnant with pickaninnines, and so they got married, and now she's had enough of living in their section 8 paradise, so she ups and runs with the sprogs across the state to go get her own welfare paradise and shack up with a violent felon ex con ape. Good times. He's on legal insurance so we have to take the case.
Well we've had to go one county over for court 4 times now, the expenses arent covered by the legal insurance, so the jigaboo is supposed to pay. let's ignore the fact that we've done 5000 in work so far on the case, we have to recover what we can from insurance. But we've run up over 1100 in costs and expenses for all the driving. Why my boss took the case I'll never know. Every time the fucker calls me I want to grab a syringe and shoot air into my bloodstream and end it all. The fat fucker client is bad but his sheboon is worse. She's pro se, full of shit, and the worst thing in the history of everything. I'd rather be drug 90 miles per hour naked across a field of broken glass than talk to her.
Well today the he nig calls, cause the she nig wont come get the sprogs, but wants some other nigress to get it, and i dont give a fuck. Anyways the two of them chimp at me on the phone and waste 2 hours of my morning before they finally settle it between the two of them. We're desperate to get off this case. It's horrible and the nigs just want to maximize their gibs me dat from the state.
So fast forward to 20 minutes ago. I'm eating my lunch and I see a groid come ambling up the stairs to the office. I curse to myself cause our office is across the street from a bakkaball court where rape apes and sheboons congregate from time to time. We normally don't get any problems from them, though in the past the cops have made arrests in our parking lots on the weekend from monkeyshines, usually drugs. During the week though, the murdermonkeys are normally docile.
Anyways the shitskin comes into our receptionist area clutching some papers. He said he just got fired from his job. Amazing the groid had a job, not amazing that he lost it. It's from a well known grocery chain where I live. The discharge papers show that the splib stole soda from the fountain and failed to pay for it. At this store, the employees don't get a fucking thing for discounts, though they get paid weekly and have other bennies. Anyways the paper explains that they have him on video, and it details how a fired employee can get a third party review. Well for starters we dont do labor law, and for seconds we dont like nigger clients unless they have a fuck ton of money for a retainer. This simian fuck is just hobbling down the street going from office to office looking for some poor liberal bleeding heart to take his case pro bono. Fuck that shit. I do pro bono for humans occasionally, and only for piddily shit like traffic tickets or a minor misdemeanor.
I point out the phone number to call for a review, and tell him according to their procedures he has until the 12th to do it (it says it in plain English on the paper but then who expects a nigger to read and figure it out on its own) but explain to him we don't do labor laws and if he wants to sue he needs to speak to one. He asks for a name, I dont give him one. (We know a few but id hate to have this thing drag its fetid stench into a human law office) As soon as the door closes behind him I dive for the hand sanitizer and my secretaries laugh. We're all humans here and pretty much anti nigger though we dont say it. The secretaries are Columbian and Mexican descent, and they hate nigs as much as any chimper.
Anyways TL DR
I hate fucking niggers, they waste my time, never have any money, and if I could keep my law license and tell all niggers to never come into my office, I'd do it.