Abundance of caution

I guess I have to fucking write something tonight. We have a Prove Up Hearing date of December 3, 2025. Follow along closely with me here, I might be crazy or I’m not and I’m not sure which.

So my day started with me pouring over the legal documents for the default. I wasn’t sure I did everything and I am triple checking the whole shabang. So I am reading and I’m double checking a few things just procedurally if I’m correctly interpreting the law with LawyerBoy — like does mail mean mail and what is service if it’s all of these things like did I do enough. I was driving him crazy this morning because I worried about it.

Then I get the email of the hearing notice. Okay, I did it right, everything was filed. I can chill out, but it says on the hearing notice it’s my responsibility to serve it to the defendant. Okay — an hour of again reading everything and asking three AIs and telling LawyerBoy he wasn’t a good lawyer because he wouldn’t fucking tell me.

So service, as I understand it in Nevada procedure after the initial complaint, can be done via first class U.S. mail. Coolio. Docuprint is an awesome website. Upload the document, put in the address, pay your dollars and they print it and mail it. Done.

But there is still the issue of the attorney who, despite contacting me in August, still isn’t the attorney of record. So I sent everything to {D} and I was going to send to her next out of an abundance of caution. I went to look at the 22 emails she and I have exchanged looking for the firm name and her address. It was not anywhere in those emails.

That seemed slightly unprofessional to me not to have that in the email, so next I look at the email address, because obviously this is going to be a business email. It is not. It’s a generic email. Ooookkkkkay.

So now I am questioning this. I had looked her up briefly when she initially emailed and saw she went to Boyd and did employment law. I did not investigate further.

I say, “Hey LawyerBoy, you ever hear of this chick?” And he texts me back that no but she does insurance defense. First, I just assumed that meant like personal injury, not thinking it through. Now I could have sworn it was employment law and he calls me stupid and tells me to do what he said and look her up on the bar website. So I did. And then I looked her up on Martindale. She used to do employment law. The firm name and the business domains on her listed bar email address don’t match up.

LawyerBoy again tells me it is insurance and I look at the name and it looks familiar and I just assumed it was one of the plethora of Las Vegas billboard attorneys I had seen in passing over the years.

Now, I’m confused. I know {D}. {D} wouldn’t have picked a billboard attorney. He wouldn’t have picked someone who went to Boyd either, so what the fuck is going on because it’s not making sense — the choice of attorney. So maybe an associate underling handling it, so I should check the firm.

 I can’t find a website — what kind of law firm doesn’t have a website? What business in the world doesn’t have a website in 2025? Why would he pick this law firm? So I look at the bar for the other lawyers there. None of them are certified in anything. One guy stands out as someone {D} would respect. But why him? Like where did he know this dude from?

I finally look at the website for the email domain. It’s not an insurance legal firm, it’s a fucking insurance company. The firm would appear to me to be some subcontractor for this large insurance company, which I’ve seen the ads for. That is what LawyerBoy was trying to tell me — it was an actual insurance company. Duh.

And this company — I’m seeing Reddit posts about people complaining to DOI about them. There are a lot of complaints. Complaints that would have gone to consumer affairs at DOI, thus {D}. And now we have the connection.

But hold up. Is she side-hustling here? That’s not in line with the firm. No, she is obviously a buddy helping him out, maybe?

But whoa, hold the phone: theoretically are you allowed to ask your buddy the lawyer to send emails to an opponent in a case and not put in the appearance with the court? I'm thinking is that in line with professional responsibility? Is that normal? I ask LawyerBoy and he said it was an interesting question he doesn’t know. Fuck, that’s all he has been telling me all day — “I don’t know” and “it’s an insurance company.”

Enter ChatGPT. I explain it to ChatGPT with the relationship and what the connection probably was and I ask if it is normal to talk to a plaintiff and never put yourself in the case. I did not expect what ChatGPT was going to say to me.

ChatGPT is like, no it’s fucking not normal, and second, with {D} being a regulator of their industry, former or otherwise, with the tie-in of DOI and their involvement in the case, I should file a notice of improper communication.

Wow, that escalated quickly.

So ChatGPT gets me hysterical and the mind is all over the place on what the actual fuck could possibly be happening here. Like is it all part of a huge cover-up? Or am I a lunatic and this was the firm that offered him the job, not the AG — was I wrong about that? Does this show involvement with DOI in the ongoing? What does any of this mean and why the fuck did I not go to law school? Is this reality or paranoia? AI makes hands with 7 fingers 4 of them thumbs sometimes. And I get shit wrong sometimes, because I don't have all the information I need. But why won't they just give it to me then? ARRRRGGGGHHHH!

LawyerBoy says “I don’t know” — like motherfucker there is a reason I’m asking you, it’s because you should know something or anything!

So I have ChatGPT draft the notice. Either I let ChatGPT make me hysterical or there is some like shit going down with this, but I decided because I do intend to sue the state, I need this on record. So out an abundance of caution I rewrote what ChatGPT wrote and a few more details and I filed it. So I’m a genius or a lunatic, take your pick, and let’s see what the judge thinks I guess. Goddamnit I wish I had an attorney.

It pisses me off that {D} is fucking with me, but of course he is — this is his ring, not mine. I knew he wouldn’t stay on the mat.

Dear God, am I a fuck up? Have been wrong everything I thought I had right? Why is this whole fucking motherfucking thing so complicated and hushed up? Like the answers exist they just won't give them to me. Fuck. 

{D} I know you are laughing at me right now. You probably has been the whole time. It's your ring. I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I admit defeat tonight. 

DISCLAIMER This post reflects my personal experiences, opinions, and interpretations. It’s not legal advice, and it’s not making factual claims beyond my own record and perspective. Any references to people or entities are for context only.