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[demodie]

I just got off the phone with the mediator. Our case is scheduled right in the middle of the class I have with the Spanish witch. Missing her class will seriously hurt, especially the week before finals, but the mediator lady says if I want to reschedule it's going to cost me $137. Why do I feel like she's fucking with me? How could it possible

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[turtleblues]

Yeah, that's bullshit. She doesn't sound very moderate or congenial. Can you change mediators? What did you say? Did you agree to go anyway? She sounds real icky.

or...

Maybe there's some weird situation in mediatorland (is that where meteors come from?) that we couldn't possibly fathom that prevents her from rescheduling ever, ever, even within reasonable time frames for very good reasons, and she'd really accommodate you if she absolutely could, but she just can't... and maybe she has a lisp or some brain damage that prevents her from pronouncing names correctly, and when you meet her she'll actually be great and this whole thing will be resolved to everybody's satisfaction.

[demodie]

yeah I think I have to go. I'll figure something out. I just really didn't like how rude she was, but maybe spending all day working in a windowless courthouse with angry, bitter, mean divorcing couples who want to fight over everything from the blender to the kids can make a woman a little gruff. although if she pisses me off again I'm going to imagine her flying through the sky like a big angry meteor crashing head first into a trailer park. he he!