Little Man Syndrom....

Out serving one evening, I came across a little chihuahua who thought he was a pit bull. You know the type... short redneck that drives a big 'ole truck so he can actually look down on people for once, and has major issues about it.

I'm thinking it was around 7:30pm and dusk was settling in... I pulled up to the house next door, and began walking up to the Defendant's house. As I walked up the driveway, two men are facing the open garage grilling hamburgers. The man on the left, a short male in his later twenties weighing in a a buck-twenty, and the male on the left, an older male weighing in around 325 lbs. I approached with a friendly greeting, to which I received the same... I then asked if the Defendant was available, to which I received a "NO" and the two men just turned around and continued grilling. I inquired once again if the Defendant lived there, and once again received a "NO" response. I asked the "little man" for his name or for some I.D., and explained that I was a Process Server and had legal documents for the Defendant. He then got all puffed up and said that he didn't have to show me shit. I explained to him that if he was unable to provide me with identification, that I would end up serving him with the papers because refusal usually means a positive I.D. The older man started to tell me who "he" was, and the little man yelled at him and told him he didn't have to tell me anything. At this time the little man told me to get off his property and to not come back. I said OK and began walking down the driveway towards my vehicle.

As I walked towards my vehicle, the neighbor on the left pulled into his driveway, so I walked towards his vehicle to see if the Defendant lived at that address and to see if he knew the identity of the little man. As I began to talk to the neighbor, the little man then starts yelling at the neighbor and telling him that he doesn't have to talk to me. I ask the neighbor while the little man is still yelling at him and he just looks wide-eyed and not wanting to get involved and says that he doesn't know and just stands there. All the while, little man is also taunting me to come back on to his property, standing right inside the grass that separated his yard from the neighbor's driveway. I stopped and looked a this guy as he yelled and screamed at me to come back over that line because he wanted to "talk" to me. I just looked him square in the eye, said "How stupid do you think I am? This isn't my first rodeo", shook my head and just walked to my vehicle. I began to drive off, did a u-turn and began to drive past him as I was leaving I slowed down to write down the license plate of the vehicle in the drive, then headed on my merry way while he was still yelling and screaming waving his B-B-Q tool.

I could have stayed and squashed little man like a bug, or even argued with him... but why? I was obviously not going to get anywhere with the guy. Let the attorney do a skip trace and check the plates on the car and go from there.

Apparently little man just has little man syndrome because the attorney did do a skip trace, found another address for the Defendant, and oddly enough I served him at the new address which was directly across the street from someone else I had served one week earlier. Glad my instincts kept me from drop serving the little man. Crazy little Chihuahua!


MD

53 Serves In One Day.... Almost!

I had routed 53 serves for myself for one single day going throughout Fort Worth... unfortunately I was only able to get through 35 of 'em. Served about 11, closed out another 5, and today I have already set up 8 appointments for the week after July 4th. I started that route at about 8am and went straight through till about 3:30pm when I mentally hit a brick wall. If I continued, which I could have, it would have been unfair to me, the people I was serving, as well as my wife which I snapped at over the phone on the way home, and I am very sorry for that.

Gotta remember... I'm not a machine, just a MadDog! And in the summer time... dogs need a little rest from time to time. So we are off for the 4th of July Weekend, and I'm not touching a serve until the Tuesday afterwards.

Happy Fourth of July everyone!


MD

Texas Capitol Legal Support, LLC

Capitol Legal Support is now an LLC, so we had to change the name up a little. We are still Capitol Legal Support, but are now officially Texas Capitol Legal Support, LLC. Hope this is a start of a lot of good things!

- MadDog

SERVER OF THE MONTH....

We received an email yesterday from a company that we've been receiving a LOT of serves from and doing a LOT of work for....

Hey Scott,

Our office has nominated you for Server of the Month for April! Will you please send us a picture of yourself (or you and your staff) so that we can post it on our “Server of the Month” board! We would like to recognize the excellent work you are doing!

Thanks,

J.

Makes you feel all warm inside when you get a kudos like that, and proud of the work that we do. I know I do a majority of all the serves, but I wouldn't be able to do it without my wife and all of her office and prep work. Thank you!

Gonna Be A LONG Day....

Tomorrow I have a route of 32 serves to attempt.... up at 4am, 10 hours at my other job, then start at 4:30pm serving. It's gonna be a LONG day! I hope that between 4:30pm and 9pm that I can knock a lot of them out.... we shall see. 32 to serve or at least get a first attempt completed tomorrow, then another 13 on top of that to do Thursday. Luckily I don't work the other job on Thursdays, so those will be knocked out that morning... then hopefully rest a little, 11 hour day Friday, and any appointments or left overs on Saturday. Amen for not having to serve on Sunday!!!

Oh, did I mention another 20 coming as well? That will be a total of 65 just in a week. Maybe I'll earn enough for my headstone.

G'nite!

No Such Thing As A Day Off.....

Today was supposed to be a day off, but never the less... work prevails. Can't really complain, at least we have work coming in. I have heard of a lot of Process Servers not getting anything in as far as serves, so they are trying the Investigative route.... but I thought you had to have a P.I. license. Who knows.

The day started off at 7am.... leaving the house early to get to the first appointment in Arlington by 8am. I had about 14 serves with me, 3 of which were appointments, a few that we had already tried once and the rest were first attempts. My journey began in Arlington, getting the first appointment and first person served always starts a route off on a good note. I had another with me for Arlington that I had attempted the night before with no luck, and so far no call from the Notice I had attached to the door. I pulled up to the second of the day and thought it was my lucky day, since there was a new vehicle in the drive that wasn't there the night before. Spoke to the spouse who said that the servee was at work, but was about to call me. Right..... (sarcasm) They called the spouse while I waited to see when a good time to make an appointment would be. Luckily they were working in the same area that I was about to head to for other serves, and was able to get a cell number to call when I was in the area.

Left the second residence for the third that was off in Fort Worth. Made an attempt at the third with no one home, no vehicles or neighbors available to assist in verifying the address, so I filled out a Notice and placed it on the door. Got back in my car and noticed that I missed a call, so I call it back and reach someone that my wife had attempted the day before, which had two serves for two separate people at the same address. I asked if both were there and available, and they said yes but not for much longer. I scratched my original route for the moment and got to their address as quickly as possible and by the exact time that I told them that I would be there. Two more down.

Headed back towards Fort Worth from Burleson to the next address, which come to find out was a street or two away from the first one in Fort Worth that I had attempted earlier. Hey, if someone calls and says they are there and available, I'll drop what I am doing and get there to get the job done. Especially for two at the same time. Anyhow, get to the the next residence which has signs posted Private Property - No Trespassing... I Don't Own A Dog, But I Own A Gun (with a picture of a hand holding a gun), as well as cameras all over the front of the house. There were no cars, and of course no neighbors around to verify the resident. So I quickly filled out a Notice, posted it to the door and left before I met the gun.

Left that area and started towards the next one getting closer to the White Settlement area, and where I was supposed to meet the gentleman from Arlington that was working in the area. This next address had two serves at the same address for two different people. Of course by this time it's 10:30am, and usually a cut off time, when most people aren't home and at work. Not that I don't catch some in the middle of the week and in the middle of the day as well. No one home, and as usual no vehicles or neighbors to verify. Luckily my wife checks online to see who owns the property and jots that down on my field sheet. The person that I was looking for was the person that owned the home, so I posted a Notice and went on my merry way.

to be continued....

Fish In A Barrel...

Thank GOD for the internet.... or should I really be thanking Al Gore?! The internet is one of the Process Servers best tools for mapping out routes, searching and skip tracing, and even finding a photo of someone that you are attempting to serve. With all of the networking sites, and even business sites out there, you are bound to find a photo of your servee, reducing the chance for them to deny their identity. Case in point.... today I had a serve for someone that I had an address for their employer, and very little more to go on. Before I headed out to the address, I went to Google, typed in the address to see what kind of business it was, looked around at the website itself, then "BAM".... there's a nice group photo of all of the employees and their names. There they were.... clear as day. Just like shooting fish in a barrel. Walked right in and there ya go. If only they were all that easy.