Sitting at my desk this afternoon, not being reveled over by children, or anyone for that matter, I get a Facebook notification that I have been tagged in an article posting. Oh good. I’m sure it’s concerning some type of “adult” deficiency, like, being inept at adulting in general. Not today. It was a link to a story about a toddler who was so fascinated with a local attorney’s television commercial, that the toddler’s mother threw him a birthday party themed with flair featuring that specific, local attorney.
Toddler's joy as his mom throws him dream second birthday party – a bash centered around personal injury lawye… http://t.co/U9NAYOxh6W
— milenio 2052 (@Milenio2052) July 30, 2015
I have always had mixed emotions concerning attorney commercials. Some (most) just seem over the top, cliché, and
tacky corny AF. (Any of my friends / any other attorney I may have to kindly interact with in the near future, I’m obviously not talking about any of your commercials.) I have not seen Morris Bart’s (Morris Bart? I feel like it should be Morris [comma] Bart, but maybe that’s just me. Moving on.) commercial, but I did watch multiple youtube videos, like this classic:
He seems pretty reputable and straightforward. He practices in Louisiana, which I’m glad someone understands what the hell they do with the justice system in that state. I didn’t see much fluff or stupid sirens, like some ambulance chasers like to annoy the public with, either. However, the pictures of the commercial that were posted in the article seem a little more elaborate than the website vid. I guess there’s just something about Mr. Bart that enamors this tiny human when he comes on the television.
When the kid’s mother contacted the law office, the office sent some Morris Bart paraphernalia, which included an autographed photo. The party decorations consisted of a cutout of Bart, a t-shirt for the little guy, as well as a cake that brought a tear to my eye, mainly out of jealousy. I want a me-themed party thrown for someone who isn’t myself. I am now changing my slogan here at my law office to “For hire for criminal charges, bankruptcies, divorces, and children’s birthday parties*.” Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go practice how not to scare children, though I should probably start with the public at large.
*parties hosted after 1 p.m. CST, stocked with hand sanitizer and a bloody mary and/or mimosa bar..