So I’ve just come out of a meeting with an independant lawyer who is following up on an accident that I was witness too ages ago. March 7th to be exact. It was a pretty boring meeting. He asked questions, I answered then, and he regurgatated it in his chicken scratch writing on a pad of legal paper. What I’m mostly writing this blog post for is my sheer amazement at how freaking long it took for them to contact me. March was a long time ago. It’s August now and a lot of time has passed. The memories are a tad foggy. I can’t remember exactly what he said when he thwacked himself into the bus pole. You’d think they would want to collect my statement at an earlier time, when the details were more clear and more accurate. Not months later, at the end of summer, when the majority of the witnesses are on a different continent for their summer vacation. All I know is that I’m done my part and I’m glad I don’t have to dot around thinking ‘when the eff are they gonna call me, in gonna forget everything!’