Yesterday after closing arguments, Frieda and I went back up to our cubicles to get some work done. Then the fire alarms started going off. Everyone on our floor started milling around asking each other whether or not we should ignore the alarms. We all decided it was a false alarm and went back to serious legal work including, but not limited to, standing around and joking with each other about the idiots who were probably evacuating the building. McProsecutor eventually came in and told us that there had been a fire in the holdover cells in the courtroom where this murder trial had taken place. We eventually learned that the defendant had kicked in the fire alarm which triggered the sprinklers to go off all over this courtroom and the holdover cells.
So, how do you build street cred? You murder a guy, piss off the jury, then get sentenced to basically half of your remaining life in prison. To top it all off, you hit the fire alarm. Yuh, yuh, homie, you're a certified gangsta now.
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