I tried a case against Kanye West (now Ye) earlier this year. It was the first time Ye had ever shown up to court to testify. Ye and his wife, Bianca, were both nice and professional throughout the case. It’s just business. It’s not personal. The jury returned a compromise verdict in an otherwise run-of-the-mill employment case, and we went on with our lives.
But Milo showed up to court every day as Yeezy’s corporate representative. He was the opposite of Ye: a complete and total asshole. He threatened me and my partner, Ron, and said he was going to destroy us and have us prosecuted.
I told Milo I had prosecuted drug cartels, put more than a thousand people in prison, and wasn’t intimidated. In fact, his childish bullying tactics motivated me to jump in and personally help try the case. I never want to take joy in another person’s misfortune, but this couldn’t have happened to a bigger dick.
You HAVE to enjoy life after you get off work or you gone feel like you slaving away. Like PLEASE go have drinks on a random Wednesday. YES do that beach picnic too. That’s right, go practice pottery on a Tuesday evening. That go to work, go home, go to work, go home shit is 0/10