From Lawyer to Nanny

Chapter 2

C H A P T E R  2

I finish my frappuchino, silently crying once I see it’s all gone. I’d have to make a note to call Philip and ask for another one. I’ve finished dealing with my other clients for the day so I clean up and fix my usually spotless desk and set aside previous, old cases and make room for this new one. I glance down at this new lawsuit. I chuckle. This isn’t some earth chattering case. I look the package over, Nancy Green, 33, wants to sue a salon for burning her hair and scalp. I don’t know why but her name sounds so familiar. There’s a post-it note attached letting me know she’ll me coming in to meet with me this afternoon. I decide to call Philip to confirm a time.

 I turn towards my office phone, and click 2 for Philip.

 “Hey,” Philip answers,

 “Sorry to bother you but I was just curious as to what time Nancy Green was planning to meet me at?”

 “I almost forgot to tell you! She said around 3:30, but I still need to call and confirm. Sorry, I meant to tell you the time as I brought over the “Salon Chic” case, but Emily saw me about to get up and deliver it and told me she was more than happy to deliver it herself.” Philip says, I glance down at my gold Rolex watch, it’s 2:30. That gives me an hour to read through the lawsuit.

 I smile, “Emily’s trying so hard to become partner. I really hope she gets it. She’s such a sweet girl and she really deserves it.”

 “Didn’t you hear?” Philip asks confused, “Gardner told her yesterday that at this time there weren’t enough open positions for someone of her age and experience at Khan Corporation. He said she needs to wait it out a bit until they’ve made room for her.”

 My heart drops, “Oh no! That’s terrible, she’s been looking forward to this partnership forever!”

 “It sucks, but I’ve got to call Ms. Green and confirm her appointment” Philip cuts in,

 “Right, of course!” I end the call.

 I review the papers. I’ve done cases like this plenty of times. She probably lost a bit of hair and instead of the honeycomb blonde colour she asked for, she got cucumber green. I keep reading, this was her first time at the salon, the salon’s got no past record of anything like this ever happening, it’s-

 I hear a knock on the door. I look down my watch, it reads 3:30. “Come in,”

 Oh my word.

 In comes a female I can only assume is Nancy Green with what appears to be a bald head but if you stare closely you can see patches of blue hair in different places.

 “This is Nancy Green,” Philip says, letting her in and quickly leaves but not before giving me a horrified look. I chuckle.

 “It’s terrible isn’t it?” Nancy says and breaks down in tears, “I know, I know, how am I supposed to go on in life with this head. I might as well just quit my job, leave my husband, abandon my children-”

 “Calm down, shh,” I try to say. I’m a lawyer; I’m not trained in calming 33 year old grown women. This Nancy Green can’t be serious? She lost her hair not her head; she can still go on in life. No point in leaving her family over something that’s going to grow back in a few months…

 “I’m sorry, I’m an entertainment journalist so my appearance is very important to me,” she says in between tears.

 I gasp. “You’re Nancy Green? The Nancy Green? The one who just interviewed Barack Obama last week and Miley Cyrus the week before?”

 She stops crying and smiles. “No, Miley Cyrus last month, Kate Middleton was the week before Obama.”

 “Right, so back to the lawsuit,” I try to act calm, but this lady is journalism royalty. “Can you tell me exactly what happened?”

 “Yes, well I was due for another hair appointment with my hairstylist Pierre, but he was in France for his Grandmother’s funeral, bless his soul, but it was urgent I got my roots touched up so I made an appointment at “Salon Chic”. I went in and asked them it they could touch up my roots and I asked them for honeycomb blonde,” Nancy starts crying again and I roll my eyes on the inside. “and they gave me this awful cucumber green colour,” at this point I’m having a hard time understanding her because she’s crying so hard, “As the hairstylist was in the process of dying it, she left for almost half an hour, which was half an hour too long because then another hairstylist came in to finish my hair,” Nancy was bawling her eyes at this point, “and when she removed the foil from my hair, my hair came out with it!” I offer her a box of tissues on my box and she loudly blows her nose.

 “So the problem was the hairstylist left your hair unaccompanied for which caused your hair to react to the dye because it was left in your hair for too long?” I ask trying to understand the situation.

 “Yes! So do you think I can sue them?” she asks hopefully.

 “Well… this was “Salon Chic’s” first incident and they don’t have much of a record for carelessly dying a client’s hair…” I start,

 “So you’re saying there’s no way I could win this lawsuit?” Nancy Green asks disappointedly,

 “Well if you had gone to anyone else, not a chance, but since you came to me. You’ve got a shot.”

 “Thank you! She jumps up from her seat, “Now I’ve got an appointment with a wig creator who’s creating my wigs for my on screen appearances, so ciao!” and with that, she leaves.

 I was being serious. If she had gone to one of the other lawyers at Khan Corporation, sure maybe one or two of them could have helped her, but with me, there’s absolutely no way she could lose. There’s no chance my 90% success rate’s going to be lowered because of some hair disaster lawsuit, I’m going to win, again.