
I had my deposition from the car crash I had over 2 years ago. I've never had a deposition and it was very interesting.
The insurance company for the other guy is unbelievably sleezy so they won't pay a dime for anything so I get to waste my time with depositions and probably a court trial. Fun for the whole family.
The lawyer for the other side was an arrogant, condescending creature who used various techniques to try to trap me in a lie. Techniques that I thought were not designed in any way to get the truth but to trick me into saying something that wasn't true to show that I was a liar later on.
The first thing he did was to scold me and give me directions about don't interrupt me, don't nod your head etc. I hadn't said one word yet and I do know how to have a conversation but thanks anyway for those pointers. The next thing we did was go into detail about where I've lived the past 30 years, etc. Every doctor visit I've ever had, other accidents....blah blah blah.
Then he got into the trickery phase. He would make a statement about a fact that he already knew. It was in documents I had already provided. But he would change one part of the fact just slightly and state it as a fact. For instance, if I wrote that the accident happened at 2pm. He would say, now I see here that the accident happened at 7pm, isn't that right? No you little rat, it was at 2pm like I told you earlier. Or he would make a fact out of thin air and try to get you to say that it was true when there was no basis for me knowing it. And he would say it with such conviction and authority that it did seem true. Until you saw the little horns pop up on his head, you come back into reality and realize that your being tricked again.
Here is an answer that I gave that made him very agitated. He asked me what did I do when I got home from the accident. What? Hello? I don't even remember what I did 5 minutes ago much less 2 years ago. I told him I didn't have a clue what I did because I don't keep a minute by minute log of my every activity. I told him I probably sat down on the couch but I really have no idea.
He stopped his questions at one point and told me that the reason he was asking me all of the questions was to make sure that at a later date my story didn't change, ie I'm lying. I told him if there's one thing he doesn't need to worry about, it's me lying. What I'm telling him is the truth. Period. No need to worry the little red horns on his head.
So after about 1 1/2 hours of this incessant grilling, he abruptly stopped, acted like we were best buddies and asked me some inane questions about the airline and off we went.
I went home and immediately began keeping a detailed minute by minute log of my every movement. Not.