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To get a free Tennessee DUI Attorney evaluation please fill out the following form: I hate my Tennessee DUI Attorney: the young girl yelled at her friend so loudly that everyone in the sweltering bus turned around. The friend, nonplussed by the girl's deafening voice, merely nodded in acquiescence. "I mean who does he think he is, a Tennessee lawyer or something?" the girl continued with an expansive tone of exasperation that nicely captured everyone else on the bus's feelings towards her. The bus driver's radio was crooning popular country music, the kind of music that drew me to this city in the first place. Maybe life would have been easier as a DUI lawyer, but I would never be happy unless I had a guitar in my hand. "Ew….I can't believe we are actually on public transportation right now. This is all my Tennessee DUI Attorney's fault!" The girl's friend languidly applied a thick veneer of lip gloss and replied, "Well….you did drink and drive. I mean you were like hammered." The girl looked at her friend with a sour expression that reminded me of a dog's face when it is peeing. "My Tennessee DUI Attorney better not hear you say stuff like that in public. I'm pleading not guilty!" Despite the inanity of the conversation, a few delicate chords started to form in my mind. I reached into my purse and pulled out a bright read notebook and a pen. In swift decisive handwriting, I wrote "My Tennessee DUI Attorney" at the top of the page. I had a feeling this would be my best song yet, even better than "Optometrist Appointment Blues." I tried to imagine the life of a Tennessee DUI Attorney. How did they think, how did they dream, how did they live their short lives. "He is kind of cute though" "Who?" "My DUI Attorney." "Do you think he has a girlfriend?" I knew one thing for certain: the Tennessee DUI Attorney in my song did not have a girlfriend. No, his was a lonely life spent fighting for the rights of his clients, fearlessly appearing in court everyday and arguing about Blood Alcohol Content. I swooned, half in love with my own creation. "Who cares?" "So are you going to have to take the bus everyday? What did your lawyer say?" "Gross! I hope not! Maybe I'll get him to give me a ride." What kind of car would a Tennessee DUI Attorney drive, I wondered. My pen careened wildly across the page, drunkenly weaving and jostling between lines. Outside, in the bright Nashville sunshine I could see a row of country clubs. I imagined myself inside one of them, singing my number one country hit " Tennessee DUI Attorney." |
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