A few months ago, Ms. Flynn told me she was completely puzzled by a letter she received from someone she’d never heard of before. I glanced at it briefly and it seemed to be in the tone of “Hi there, how are you, you’re so wonderful I would love to hear from, etc. etc. etc.” I was just as puzzled as she until I examined the envelope and noticed that the return address included a *six* digit number. It then dawned on me that Marie had received a fan letter from a guy doing time in a Maryland prison. At that point, I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry (I assure one and all that Marie does not make a habit of socializing with convicted criminals). I IMMEDIATELY dictated a letter to Marie’s would-be suitor informing him that if he ever wrote her again I would pursue both legal action and administrative remedies. I signed it, including my Ohio Supreme Court registration number. I then called the prison and notified the corrections officer in charge of the prison’s intelligence section that this guy was trying to scam my secretary. We have not heard from that convict Casanova since.
Be advised: no one knows exactly how nasty I can get until you start messing with my secretary.