LitaWrites (real_lawyer) wrote,
LitaWrites
real_lawyer

Blind Faith

I was sitting in a waiting room, reading the monthly newspaper published by my Bar Association. The gentleman beside me asked if I’d "found a free paper" on the premises, as he needed something to read to pass the time.

Wary though I was that my admission might receive a negative reaction, I shook my head and said, “No. This is my Bar Association newspaper-- I brought it with me.”

 

His reaction was actually quite complimentary. The man seemed to hold attorneys in high esteem.  A lengthy and enjoyable conversation ensued between the man, his wife, and me.

 

At one point, the wife went to the restroom, and of course, the husband was called within moments after she left. “I’ve got to go now,” he said. “Please, will you watch my wife’s purse?”

 

I said OK, because, well, I know that I am trustworthy.

 

When Mrs. Trusting returned, I told her where Mr. Trusting had gone, and she thanked me for watching her handbag. “You must be a very good lawyer.”

 

What dots did they connect that I am missing here?

 

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