Slow and Steady04/17/2012
I’ve never been fast.
If I’ve ever won a race, it’s because I have long legs.
The Attorney is fast.
And he has longer legs.
So, he can outrun me.
And he loves that fact.
Partially because he is fifteen years older.
But mostly because of his competitive nature.
He’s got a natural fight in him.
For a long time I thought it’s a result of his line of work.
But now I realize it’s the other way around.
He’s doesn’t like a fight because he’s an attorney.
He’s an attorney because he likes a fight.
And being one gives him a civilized way to do it.
Don’t get me wrong. He’s not a bully. He doesn’t go looking for a fight.
But if he finds one, he’s all in.
His adrenaline gets going and he’s zero to sixty in ten seconds.
He loves an argument.
For him it’s sport and he plays to win.
And is very good at it.
Except with me.
Because I don’t argue.
I generally just let things pass.
You can’t out-argue an attorney and you can’t outrun a long-legged man.
But slow and steady can ultimately win the race.
And it frustrates the hell out of a hare.
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