Today, the door was closed on a chapter of my life that has now lasted almost six years.
I was a defendant in a lawsuit regarding one of my former businesses. It was a classic “He said – She Said” situation. I’ll further categorize it as “No Good Deed Goes Unpunished.”
For about three hours, spread over two days, I sat and listened to people who had never met me or met me only once, call me evil, greedy, intimidating, corrupt, desperate, rude, uncaring and someone who only cared about money, (and those were the nice things they said about me). They questioned my integrity, motives, experience and it was very humbling as I sat at the defendant’s table taking that in.
I cannot recall a time that I ever felt so alone and, well . . . alone.
The stakes were high as the plaintiff was asking for several million dollars in damages for my “negligence,” but our insurance coverage limit was one million and our attempts at mediation over time had been rebuked.
As I listened to the questions and testimony, I was almost convinced that maybe I was that person they were describing, but I’m not. It was an emotionally charged trial and I’m exhausted tonight.
When both sides rested, closing arguments were made and then the judge charged the jury and then they were sent to their deliberations.
Everyone was shocked that it took only nine minutes for the jury to return a verdict. It took less than ten minutes to make a decision based on a day and a half of testimony.
The verdict was in favor of the defendant.
I just sat there and pondered what happened. They threw everything they could at my character and twelve citizens figuratively threw it back.
I’m relieved that door has been closed. . . time to move on.