Friday, February 03, 2006

Dallas Traffic Court - Eeew

Ok, so I have just had my first experience with traffic court in Dallas. JT and I showed up, filed in through metal detectors and proceeded to a poorly decorated, florescent lit room with church pews. The room reminded me of the waiting room at a greyhound bus station.

The pews were hard as rock and there was a curious urine and alcohol blended stench which appeared to be reeking from one of several individuals that were in our immediate vicinity. The man in front of us appeared to be incubating a flesh eating plague and a woman near the front appeared to be hiding some fresh facial bruises with more make-up than a rose-room drag queen.

Ruddy, disheveled and flustered traffic attorneys spoke with those defendants that had actually acquired representation. They looked like car salesman at a Ford dealership and I suspected that this would be the beginning of a very long day for them.

Our attorney was taking the case as a favor to me. She usually handles criminal cases including murder; however her partner is a good friend and insisted that we have the absolute best representation, even for a simple speeding violation.

She was perfectly attired and manicured with a charcoal dress suit and black heals. Her hair was short and styled in a neat yet sophisticated manner. She carried herself with confidence and grace to the front of the court room and placed her black briefcase on the defendant's desk.

The Judge was a seemly jovial character who enjoyed his work and was appeared quite content to sit behind the bench and hand out relatively insignificant judgments against motorists.

Today was our lucky day. The rain and imminent arrival of President Bush to Dallas kept all of the traffic officers from appearing before the court and the Judge dismissed every case for lack of witness. We waved to our lawyer and skipped merrily away from the wretched place and back to our comfortable middle income lives.