I was called to notarize several trust-related documents at a very high-end hotel yesterday afternoon. When I arrived at the door, the “sexy policeman”, an attractive older lady dressed in a black uniform, with a pair of Rhinestone pumps, handcuffs, and a billy club hanging from her waist, After the cordialities, she pointed me toward a long table with documents lined up on it. I carefully examined the papers and discovered this notarization required witnesses and you guessed it, more than half a dozen lady law officers, DEA agents, and FBI all in their early thirties walked in to help. I half expected them to be accompanied by several TMZ photographers.
All is a day’s work I say…
Are you sure this didn’t happen on April 1? That sounds insane.
So? You left us hanging. Did you get witnesses and what were the signers like?
As to the witnesses, he said “more than half a dozen lady law officers, DEA agents, and FBI all in their early thirties walked in to help.” - so I’m guessing he got his witnesses. Sounds to me like the signer had a great sense of humor!!
Hi Hi Linda, I forgot to mention that my witness pool consisted of young women dressed as law enforcement officers. This was an unexpected call from the concierge of a five-star resort.
I was actually going to mention that it sounds like you had an audience of the Village People, but I refrained until now. LOL
This type of closing would leave me smiling for days. Sounds like it was a fun adventure which is something out of the ordinary in our line of business.