2.  Boss called me yesterday after another harrowing day of teaching 33 kindergarteners.  THIRTY-THREE, people.  I couldn’t keep 33 adults quiet and attentive for 10 minutes let alone 33 five year olds.  She said that she told a little boy not to run in the hallway as he ran past her.  She said, “Then he ran back and punched me in the vagina!”

*Blink*

I mean, I guess that’s about the height for it, right?  I said, “Uhh…(pause)…was it an uppercut?”

She said, “YES.”

Let’s get a little Rooney Rant in here, too.

3.  Don’t ask me to dumb down your contract language so that a lay person can understand it without picking up a legal dictionary.  And don’t freakin’ call it legalese as if that’s a bad thing.  It’s a legal document.  It might have legal terms in it.   Its intended audience is attorneys.  I don’t ask doctors to dumb down their medical journals so that I can understand it without knowing any medical terms.  Don’t ask me to dumb down your contract.  BARK BARK BARK.

4.  Dude.  Don’t quote that stupid line “The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers” to me in some attempt to be pejorative about attorneys.  Because all that tells me is that you can read Shakespeare but that you fail to understand Shakespeare.  If you re-read Henry VI, Part II, Act IV, Scene 2 – you’ll see that Shakespeare was paying homage to attorneys and was not speaking pejoratively against them.

The person who says it (Dick the Butcher) is leading an “army of rabble” and is “a demagogue pandering to the ignorant” – and so he says his first step is to kill all the lawyers who might stand in his way of becoming a tyrant because lawyers are defenders of freedom.

So if you quote that dumb line to me, I’m going to cock punch you.

Are we all clear on that?