I had reason to attend court as a witness this week and had anticipated it as a waste of my time, but came out the far side having found it to be a fascinating experience, albeit not one that I would wish to repeat on a frequent basis.
I spend a lot of time watching Netflix these days, and for those of you familiar with box sets on there, many of yesterday’s legal professionals believed themselves to be in an episode of “
Suits” whereas their behaviour in my view was more along the lines of “
Better Call Saul”
My anticipated relay of events to the judge was about 30 words, and 5 words into those I was told that there was no need for that level of detail.
My Dad instilled in me the benefit of
always telling the truth, so that you don’t have to take notes, so I had nothing to worry about. I was glad not to be in the shoes of those facing cross examination, both telling the truth I believe, but the pressure they were put under would undoubtedly have been even more severe had that not been the case. I was pleased to be a disinterested party!
Trust and honesty is imperative in our profession, with bad reputations travelling exponentially faster than good ones. The fact that we get recommended as a practice considered to be trustworthy is both valuable and pleasing.
Our regulators now require that all telephone advice calls are recorded, so we have a record of what has been explained together with any concerns and queries that can understandably be forgotten with time, and are there to protect us all.
Sure it’s great not being a gangster – I like my sleep.
Take him down.
