“The WolfeOssaLegal artist-client perspectival equivalencies’ view”
by Tim Onucki, presently client of WolfeOssaLegal on Retainer
“Such good was by Tom and Diane done for mom and myself.
Nothing can ever change that.
Which is why in midstream of last summer when I let Tom know how much I appreciated his getting me and mom through the narrows of Scylia and Charibys would I or she never could have navigated by ourselves the legal deep waters of; and that I needed to get another lawyer for my Home Sale one, to get that ‘er done.
Never any hard feelings in me towards Tom, and ever gratitude, and still my need at that point was to clear the decks once and for all of incorrectly made-up files of official credit score and legal farce if not following me killing my freedom of self-movement, earned-longtime-now-respect of a mature responsible many times over demonstrated son and citizen-homeowner-landlord, care giver and property manager and care coordinator; this son alone.
However, Tom would not then, or now, take me seriously, and said to me that we had been associated for so long now with me as his client, that my going-elsewhere for legal help was “off the table”. I was too amused and too warm feeling in my heart to protest such self-certainty on Tom’s part. And with A LOT of coaxing from me of Tom, Cristian Closed and Edgar got his realtor wheeler-dealer friend William to, 99th hour, give me a one year non-renewable lease on the 2nd Fl. Apt. living space of the 3 generations’ of Onucki-Metz-Donnelly Home, at which time I resolved; as I had on Aug. 1st 2015 when mom passed peacefully and not in pain or fear on ahead of us, to make all of my files on record recognizable as my Real Self respected and carte blanche given for so-being on all the societal levels expected, free to move about this earthplane and no more answer to idiots and felons posing as judges and prosecutors and luvers who did all they did to (the Not at all and Nothing even close to Like Me) “me” that they managed out of their illnesses to do ever insisting that they did for love, and all of that karmic human family toxic bullshit nonsense.
So, tonight on my way back from Rutgers botanical gardens and arboretum, I stopped in on a whim on my way to sauna, steam bathe and swim, as I now again do for myself nightly, at The Sklylark Diner at dinner time; a food place I’d never been to.
A Diane-like actual operator and knower of all the players-servers at this establishment, was a kind-helpful interactor-hostess with the diners, introducing each one or group of diners to the place, and following up in this one’s quiet-efficient way of coordinating to serve that actual needs and patron and establishment agreements.
I thought to myself, like Diane’s one and only WolfeOssaLegal offices knower of where the files are kept, what’s in them, and more importantly who’s lives are recorded in them insofar as agreed to by client with limited partnership legal firm’s lawyers’ formally and informally; in some cases on record in those files explicitly stating: “according to the client’s special request-s”.
Like Diane in that sense, this lady of The Skylark Diner restaurant knew who was there on either side of the table of service so to say of both patron-diners on the one side, and of waiters and bar tenders and prep-cooks and chefs and head chefs and owners behind the scenes even I had that impression of her all knowing and being the one who made it all run as well as it all did; and giving life so to more than just say, to the promisory card on every table setting which explained the philosophy of The Skylark Diner restaurant chain to be all about relaxed enjoyable dining experience for those who like the familiar diner fare well made, as for those who like dining meal experiences more particular of taste; and for those of course who can go either way.
It was she also who managed without being noticed doing so even by myself a keen observer, to tune-in to the fact that this diner was enjoying the meal he’d had somewhat custom chosen and made well by the chef and all the rest from waiter to same preparer-in-chief; she managed to somehow ‘read my thoughts’ of me then being in a very quiet meditative mood of enjoying slowing eating my meal, chewing every bite savoring until turned to liquid before swallowing meditatively deliciously too, as when I’d lived and worked at the Kripalu ashram-then and still-as-then-now Center for guests of Yoga and Health resident given programs and services in the Berkshires back in the early to mid-eighties.
How this wonder-woman “Hostess” tuned-in to that in some Senes, I’ll never Know; all I Know is that the 3rd time the nice enough, yet learned all his cues on human good behavior from the central NJ-tri-State school of busybodiness and rush-rush time-is-money foolishly over-well-done class of post WWII to present, and the 3rd time he interrupted my gastronomic and meditative bliss to upbeat ask me if I was doing ok and to please take my time, meaning of course, time-is-money and don’t take too much time, and your dining experience is not yours so much as by the design of the establishment I work for; as I understand it … and I began to be mildly irritated as I knew there was zero point and all wasted effort in my trying-myself to explain any of this in a nice way to him.
And she suddenly appeared and with a glance and without words, this way underpaid and far too modest formal title-position given and by her calming and selflessly accepted person, somehow managed to convey to the waiter in a kind manner he could take-in and go-with, that this diner-patron was a special case, not to be treated in any patronizing manner; and quite the opposite of, observed and related to creatively: re-cognizing the standard waiter-drill that he’d adopted and which worked ok for/on most.
Next thing I knew having finished my nice craft beer and meal there, I was on the road and at the Y sauna-ing, steam bathing, swimming, showering all in between and feeling very well cared for by myself as by my experience at The Skylark Diner restaurant afterall too. And then I spoke with a man in the locker room briefly sharing after tuning-in to his conversation with another younger man who was just starting out in becoming a certified teacher in NJ, and in the U.S. having just immigrated to not long before, and was at the same time as teaching second graders, going for his Master’s Teaching degree here in America and saying how nice this decompression-detox-time as he put it so well, was feeling to him to have the luxury of as many times of evenings as he could and did squeeze in. He was a busy man, and yet seemed to have time for others and for even his own much needed he wisely self-served-too, his regular relaxation healthy recreation fun to-do’s.
What came out of me to the older man who had been conversing with that younger man teacher-student-swimmer-young wise man from another culture somewhere in The East I could not help but see in his physiology and facial characteristics, and well-rounded lean yet flexibly busy-man and much-else good self in this world … what came out of me to the older man was a childhood memory of my grandparents having shared more than once with me the old folks’ goodsense saying of “If you really want something done and on time, give it to a busy person.” And this older man in the locker room smiled, and simply and with good feeling of sharing said back to me, “Yes that is so true. Well organized ones who take on much are ones who can and usually do take on more, and help others well too; seeing their time as a gift of life to be used well for good.”
And I said, “Yes, and the listen in to and see others’ lives and needs on different levels quite well too; or so I’ve lived to see.”
And we kind of both nodded-bowed smiling with one another.
And that was that. No dramatics. No cross-purposes. Simply so.
Of course, if the earthLifeschool classes for we humanKINds were to be all like that, most of us would not get the harder Life lessons so many of us continue to need, if resist like hell, until we too become simply and know our lives as our times are not self-made not ultimately “our own” in the sense of “serving our self-agendas” learned by taking cues not always from the best or wisest sources.
Like the not unkind or mean-spirited waiter who’s in a hurry he would have gone on unconsciously sharing with those he served unless by her magical ways of listening, seeing and communicating, that Hostess-lady who actually coordinated well all at The Skylark Diner chain unique route 1 north in Edison restaurant dining experience for all patrons there, including unusual ones like me.
Recently I know I’ve promised myself and Cristian to Not share via e-mail about anything that is off-topic or deep-background, or that we two can, with a few words, share on the move, so to more than just say, in person in the WolfeOssaLegal services’ office. And I do understand I think Cristian’s thinking in sharing with me most recently that he’s busy until mid-October with a case that involves a trial I think he shared? Or in any case his court appearances.
And most recently when I went a bit also against my shared self-resolve to not share much if any at all via e-mail channel of communication with WolfeOssaLegal, I did forward to Tom what I’d suggested to Cristian and copied earlier to Diane, or the other way around? No matter: that in light of our actual client-lawyers and patron-with-WolfeOssaLegal hammered out by me mostly with Cristian of my specific client needs/requests for both my credit score and for my expungments to both be done on the front-burner of this Law Firm being formally agreed to prior to my being willing to plunck down the Cristian requested of me Retainer Fee in that event which did come to pass and I did write that check and leave with Diane who said she’d make me a copy-of and of-the-check and I said that would not be called for as I trust in the Firm’s Word given me verbally and in e-mail written from short-hand version of course.
What I had forwarded to Tom (and Diane) was my request of Cristian after he shared that he’d be not working on my case-s until mid-Oct. at the earliest and the reason why, and that Diane and I could for billable hours work on some stuff as her schedule permitted, and my suggestion was maybe Tom could get involved and do some of the work on the financials and maybe some on the expungments too? And when Tom e-replied it was obvious to me that he, nor likely Cristian saw that Tim as client request for feedback at least on, and being kept in the up to date timely info loop as well as feedback on their considering of that proposal in my client response to Cristian’s writing me that he would be now exclusively working on the client case for trial until at least mid-Oct., and Tom did e-reply, but wrote only: “Thanks for keeping me in the loop.”
Seems loopy and more than a bit dissociative to myself as both person and loyal longtime client. That’s my dining experience take.
However I won’t let it give me indigestion or bad dreams.
Simply, this time around, if I feel an inner call to find another law firm to do what I can formally agree with them is my need/request to be done, and how and with front-burner my case-s’ status with them; I will, like that Hostess with her quiet Mostest, and that locker room at the Y kind simple 3 way conversation of me mostly listening-in and then being reminded of my grandparents’ wisdom; I will just hire another lawyer or law firm, say nothing, write nothing, and accept my time and money losses as a life lesson only with no harmful intents on anyones’ parts to have played-out here now this Autumn of 2017 with for me less than 11 months now to not again be in a stressed-out next-summertime 99th hour looking for and begging for an Apt. when I am a responsible person-citizen-soul with by grace of Tom’s good work enough money to become the world citizen I deserve to be now if that is what pleases me and my God and my Self Nature to serve others’ lives Freely as well.”
Tim 11:35pm Friday September 29th 2017 free to move freely soon