Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Yes, your honour

I used to think it was bad negotiating with the wee man. I could always feel the ground shifting from under me as we went further down the proverbial slope of little traction. I would think back to my leadership training, but sadly those lessons about framing the debate, identifying your BATNA, and working towards a common goal seemed always out of reach. Then there was that little voice always reminding me that you never negotiate with terrorists.

I should have listened.

These days I long for a negotiation. Then at least there would be some give and take. Instead I'm stuck on the losing end of my last appeal facing an expertly argued brief.  He's argued the facts, argued the law, and he sure as hell has banged on the table.

This kid is going to be a damn good lawyer. At least I don't have to worry about my retirement anymore.

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