:: Captain's Personal Blog ::

Stardate: Tuesday, January 29, 2002

I think that girl who I was in the elevator with wants to rope me into a lawsuit against the company. I was finally able to see her today to ask how she was doing. I had been concerned since Thursday, especially since she was not in Friday.

When I got down there, I got to talk to her. She was on crutches. Her foot was bandaged up and she was in less than cheery spirits. She quickly informed me that she was afraid that she would never find me and asked if she could have my name and phone number. I really didn't want to get into anything (after all, that's not what I was there for) so I gave her my name and WORK phone number. Then we parted company. As she left, she told me that someone might be calling me.

I considered this on the way up to my desk. I figure she is probably going to have some lawyer call me and set up some sort of deposition thing. If that's the case, she can forget it. I have no desire to involve myself in that sort of thing. There is not a jury in the world that would believe her deserving of any substantial award. I don't think she would sue over medical bills, because she wouldn't need me for that.

She took the elevator today many times, so I assume there is little-to-no emotional distress involved. She made it to work, so I assume there is no brain trauma, per se. I don't mean to sound calloused, it's just that I can't stand greed in it's purest form. I mean, really. She even remembered that the elevator was moving when she jumped out. WHO JUMPS OUT OF A MOVING ELEVATOR?!?!

The whole thing just has me bugged. I feel in my heart that I am right in wanting to stay out of this. And that's all there is too it. Right?
:: J 2:17 PM [+] ::
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