I was standing outside the Courtroom talking to my friend who is a Big Shot Court Official while waiting for the Naturalization Ceremony. We were talking about tennis and golf as most sensible people would under the circumstances. All of a sudden a little guy wearing some government badge I couldn't make out steps in and interrupts the conversation.
LG- "Did you get my e-mail?"
BSCO- "What e-mail?
LG- "I am a Civil War reinactor. Remember? I offered to wear my uniform."
The woman LG is with mouthed the words "I'm so sorry."
BSCO-"Ohhhhh yeah. Look, technically speaking, this is an official session of Court. We can't have folks showing up in costume."
LG-"But the D.A.R. is here. So I thought it would be OK. But you never got back to me."
BSCO-"Yeah. The D.A.R. is here. But it's not like they're in period dress or anything. They're in normal clothes like everybody else."
LG-"Well, I have a Union Army uniform if that would be more appropriate."
He actually said that.
LG pulls out a smartphone and pulls up a picture of him in his Civil War drag.
LG- "See I could show up in this next time."
BSCO grabs my elbow and starts pulling me to him as he pretends to look at LG's phone.
BSCO-" You've never met Judge Marshall have you?"
Me: "No I haven't."
BSCO-"Well, let's go do that before we get started."
LG: "Get back to me on the uniform."
BSCO: "Sure thing. Gotta go."
I look back at the lady with LG as I'm being dragged into the Courtroom.
She mouthed the words "I'm so sorry."