Last night I went to the DC small claims court. It turns out they have evening hours on Wednesday. It also turns out that there’s one woman working behind the counter, struggling with technology that intermittently fails her. A few other people waited in the room with me. Two guys, probably contractors, playing some game where they identify drawings back and forth, and one professional guy who sat quietly. A woman ahead of us stood at the counter and chatted about rent.
I had most of my paperwork done, and the woman was very helpful, and now I have a court date. My major goal is that, somehow, Best Buy will learn something. Like, my hard drive is important to me. It’s my property. You can’t just take it. My fear is that, even if they lose, they won’t learn.