Turbo-charged.

The title had nothing to do with my entry here.... just purely pop the term out of my mind...

Today, was another ordinary workday.... but what I did was not easy.

Morning... was having some kind of paranoia when I was checking, double checking and triple checking I got all the facts on the charge sheet correct...

How many beers and wine in shop A?

How many in the others?

Who was responisible for Possession offence?

Shit.... where was I again?

This kind of questions kept ranting loud in my head..... it's ANNOYING.

I worked non stop the whole morning on the charge sheet and preparing the brief facts... I was never this hard working.

Finally.... it's the time to laid charges.

Six offenders.... 5 nationalities... 3 translators required... 12 charges laid...

Wow... that's something.

I feel like a human recorder the whole afternoon....

"You are not obliged to say anything....."
(But if you dont, I'll kick your behind)

"But whatever you say will be put into writing and given in evidence"
(Limited to those favourable for the prosecution)

Justice? Ha ha.

I should stop being scarstic.

Tomorrow I will be seeing James and Kathy.... it's been so long.

Looking forward.