“Erm..sir?” the secretary calls to you as you walk by down the hall.
“Yes?” you ask.
“I need you to wear your badge at all times while inside the building please. I’m afraid it’s not optional.”
You groan and place the plastic toy sheriff’s badge on your lapel.
“Thank you, sir,” she says smiling. “Now go have the rootinest, tootinest deposition this side of Texas!”
This is not what you went to law school for.