In my line of work, I rub shoulders with plenty of dubious characters. Most of them are my clients. The exchange is simple: their money for my time. I leave the judging to the judge, and try to give them the best legal representation possible, provided it doesn’t disrupt my golf game in the summer, my racquetball game in the winder, or my tanning sessions at the club (natch).
But in some situations fair representation just isn’t possible. This was the case last week, when a potential client came to me to ask for my services in defending him against a potential DUI charge. The funny thing is, I recognized him from the suspect line-up for a break-and-enter last year, which just happened to be MY HOUSE!! Needless to say, he didn’t retain my services, but I did still charge him a consult fee.