I'm a veritable bad guy. No one on this street doesn't know me. They all call me "slippin Jimmy". I don't remember how many times I went to jail this time, but it doesn't matter, doesn't it? Is there any big difference between the first time and the second time? But my very good lawyer brother wants me to stay by his side, be a good man, be a so-called decent person, so-called Goodman
So when I said goodbye to my former sluggish life and fat friends, I was even a little grateful that I was different from the fat people. What's the difference? I think it may be that I am not nothing in this world, I also have a brother Chuck who loves me
I want to follow his footsteps, I want to be as good as him, I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, for this dream, I read a book day and night, I have never been lazy, but the perennial alcoholism makes me no longer focus as I was when I was young. When I read a book, I get a headache. Those complicated laws are really the most annoying existence in the world, but I never thought about giving up the exam, but I would take the exam again and again, and always come back. Finally, one day, I can’t wait to tell him the news that I passed the law exam. But he was not as happy as I expected. He froze for a while and then squeezed out a smile. He said congratulations to you Jimmy, but I know he didn’t seem very happy. Although later he congratulated me eagerly, but I just knew he was very upset that you thought me. Are you proud? Chuck? Of course my brother, I'm proud of you, and he replied blankly
So can I work with you now? Chuck, can I join your law firm as a lawyer? I looked at him eagerly and expectantly and he said of course
But after many years, I still can’t get into Chuck’s law firm. No way. His partner Hamlin doesn’t like it. I don’t allow me to join their law firm. But why is it that I can’t understand why I’m working hard and earnestly now. But he just doesn’t like me. Even if my brother is in it, even if I pass the complicated judicial examination, I still can’t enter the law firm and work with my brother.
I wanted to be like this for the rest of my life. What does it matter if I have a brother who loves me and a dilapidated little yellow car that often goes out to accompany me whether I work in the law firm or not? I focus on the old age law to fight for the rights of the elderly who are in disadvantaged groups. The elderly like and trust me very much. This makes me feel that I am a good person. I finally became a good person from slippin Jimmy back then.
But in the end, I learned that it was my favorite brother Chuck who had been making trouble and preventing me from joining the law firm. It turned out that he felt that I was a scum from the beginning to the end. I didn’t deserve to be his colleague. How could I pass like him? Did you get the law test? How can I be a good person? From the beginning to the end, he thought it was a blasphemy against him. From the day I passed the judicial examination, he thought my existence was superfluous and unnecessary. I could only grow old and become old Jimmy in that crowded mail room.
Am I really not a good person? Can you never be a decent person?
No, I know I can, but at this moment I don’t want to be a bad person, isn’t it? After all, I am slippin Jimmy?
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