This is good, but I've got to give you the whole story, so bear with me. My wife and I have been separated for just over 6 years. I fell in love with someone else and started a new life here, and she moved to South Carolina and started a new life there. For a while, I had been considering an uncontested dissolution of marriage, but I was afraid she wouldn't show up in court (which is a requirement in Florida for an uncontested divorce), and I'd eat the roughly $500 in court fees. She has, for the most part, been pretty hostile towards me. That is, until recently, after she apparently met someone new. A couple of months ago, she contacted me about filing for divorce. I agreed as long as she would show up in court here. She agreed. I sent her papers which she signed and had notarized, and then sent back to me. I filed everything at the local clerk of court office, and got a hearing date, September 12. A little less than two weeks before our court date, I contacted her again, to verify she was still going to show up. She responded that she would be there. Then, yesterday, I was thinking about Florence heading towards the Carolinas. I messaged her again, "With the storm coming, are you still going to be able to do this?" At 5 PM, "Yes, I'm just getting into Tallahassee now." Our hearing time was set for 10 AM this morning. I got there 20 minutes early. There were a couple of other people there waiting outside the court room. I just sat there on my phone, blowing time, reading the forum and Facebook. At 10 AM, I noticed she wasn't there yet. Every time I heard the elevator, I thought, "That better be her!" At 10:06 a bailiff walked out of the court room and said, "Okay, who do we have here?" I hesitated for a second, watching the guy next to me. The other guy said nothing, so I said my last name. The bailiff looked at his list and said, "okay," and then returns to the court room. A minute later, the bailiff returns from the court room and says to the other guy, we're ready for you. I thought, "Oh great! We're probably next. Where the hell is she?" At this point, I sent her a message, "Hey, where are you? We probably still have a bit of time, but I don't know how much." Time starts ticking by, and I'm getting pissed. At 10:30 AM the bailiff returns, and says my last name. I said, "Yes, but I'm sorry my wife isn't here yet." He responds, "She isn't here. Follow me." Then, he walks down a hallway past the court room as I follow him. He takes me to a back room, and opens the door. There's a woman sitting at a table with a sharply dressed plain clothes deputy sheriff standing next to her. I recognized the deputy sheriff, as I had just seen him walking through the corridor about 20 minutes earlier. "Have a seat over here," they said. My mind is racing at this point. Having watched too much Investigation Discovery, I'm thinking the next question is going to be something like, "Where were you at 12:00 AM this morning." Instead, they said, "We have your wife on video conference." Then, they bring up a video of my wife, and I can clearly see on the screen it says, "Wakulla County Jail." While we began to proceed with the divorce hearing, via video conference, all I'm thinking is "WTF??" But, I shouldn't have be surprised. That was my ex wife, get drunk and cause trouble, anywhere she was. Thankfully, that part of my past is finally behind me now.