Sticky Note

A big thanks to everyone who emailed Traci and posted opinions about the book idea! Keep the suggestions and feedback coming! I'm sending an imaginary ASHLEY AND AMY TWINKIES t-shirt to each and every one of you! :o)

After Intellectual Property and then Business Associations (where I found myself almost growling at Rogerson), I worked my compulsory hour in the Law Clinic. It's hard to believe I was actually putting in 19 hours a week there, since now even one hour is torture. While I was getting files together to actually put in the file cabinet--I seem to be the only one there who knows the alphabet--Kevin said he had a message to give me from Professor Rogerson. It was on one of those little yellow sticky-notes, and I knew before he even read it to me that I was going to hate hearing it.

Tell Ms. Morrighan
My office tomorrow afternoon
Go with me to Feed Lots

Kevin thought he was being so clever as he read it like it's like a telegram. Tell Ms. Morrighan STOP. My office tomorrow afternoon STOP. Go with me to Feed Lots STOP. Apparently, the hunt for the exact property listed in the will Mr. H is responsible for has still not been located well enough to sell it, and Rogerson actually wants to talk to Earl. Since Earl, head of the Deliverance cast, doesn't have a phone, the only way to reach him is to visit him at the "Feed Lots" where he works.

Why do I have to "go with" Rogerson? Why can't I just draw a map to the Feed Lots? Google will get him to "Geeker Pike" which leads right into town--you can't miss the converted Stuckey's that is now a grocery store. If anything, he can do like I did and stop and ask directions once he's gotten that far. I think he should pop in our favorite Fire Station-slash-Town Hall-slash-Lion's Club meeting room and see how Gerald and Weird Smoking Lady are doing... Maybe get the scoop on the next Duckie Derby race. (Click to see Ends of the Earth posting).

Let me tell you how thrilled I am about the idea of riding in Rogerson's car with him, or in Amy's jeep, for the hour and a half drive (including Ferry) to the Town That Time Forgot. Talk about majorly creeping me out. What if he drives, and he ends up driving me some place I don't want to go? I asked Kevin if he would go with us or go in my place, and even he said "No way!" I think I'm going to have to put my foot down with Rogerson, and I don't care if there are consequences. It is bound to get ugly, but I am NOT going with that man in a car anywhere tomorrow.

I emailed Amy to tell her about the note, and she freaked, too, saying: "DON'T GET IN A CAR WITH THAT MAN!" So, we're in agreement that I'm not getting in a car with that man. I told her maybe it's time for us to switch our lives back, and she said no way in hell. I am hoping there is a way to get out of this in a dignified, professional manner. If not, then I may have to resort to honesty and tell Professor Rogerson I am not comfortable riding in a car with him. I hope he isn't one of those people where once you say no to something they become even more determined that you MUST do that one thing you are refusing to do. I've noticed that law students and professors do that a lot...pounce on your weakness or fears.