Jona Umaes

Microrelato 12: Litigio

—Perdone, ¿puede decirme qué hora es?

—¿Qué hora es?

—No, que si me dice la hora.

—La hora.

—¿Me toma el pelo?

—Claro.

—¡Ayyy!, ¿Pero qué hace?

—Tomarle el pelo.

—¿Se ríe de mí?

—Ja,ja,ja.

—¡Sinvergüenza!

—Ja,ja,ja,ja,ja...

—¿Sabe qué le digo?

—Sinvergüenza.

—¿Sabe con quién está hablando?

—¿Con quién?

—Soy abogado.

—Y yo juez.

—Le voy a llevar a los tribunales.

—No puede.

—¿Por qué?

—Debo inhibirme del caso, no sería imparcial.

—Llevaría el caso otro juez.

—No hay otro en el pueblo.

—Pues en otro pueblo.

—No procede. Caso sobreseído.

 

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