ABSTRACT
What went wrong, or what did I do wrong? Why is there a lawsuit, and why am I being involved or sued? Why would I be the one called upon to be a witness in this or any other legal matter? Did I observe something special that others didn’t, or do I have knowledge of something unique to this action? Do I know something about the disputed issue that I may not be aware of, but others do? ese are all questions that run wildly through your mind when, on an otherwise calm Friday night, at home around 9:30 in the evening, the door bell rings. A somewhat burly-looking person is unrecognized through the peephole in the door and is holding an ocial looking sheaf of papers on a clipboard, while sporting an even more ocial looking sheri’s badge pinned to his chest. He identies himself as an o-duty sheri, and says, “and I have something for you!” You cautiously open the door and he hands you the papers and says, “You’ve been served; have a good evening!”
