Confessions of a Laid-off Lawyer

Just Your Average Joe Blogging Away His Debt—In One Year or Less

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Big Fish, Small Pond

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Total Black: $1,375.96
Total Red: $270,000.16

I referenced back in Time to Shine the opportunities that may present themselves here.  I’m starting to see things materialize.  I recently was “drafted” to serve on the executive board of a local organization.  It’s a new organization and may provide a significant amount of exposure.  Keep reading . . .

One Week In

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Total Black: $3,069.28
Total Red: $241,011.55

Roughly one week on the job.  And the island.  And I’d say I’m settling in fairly well.  At work, the criminal trial, mentioned in Court, began in earnest today.  I don’t think I’ve ever participated in a trial—in any capacity, including as an observer—from the very beginning to the very end.  The only drawback to working for the court is that all the other tasks we’ve got before us gets shelved for however long we’re away from our desks.  In an ideal world, I’d go back to my desk after court each day and put in another few hours working on cases.  But that didn’t happen yesterday or today.  At least today I had an excuse.  Keep reading . . .

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June 8, 2010 at 23:26

Working From Home

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Total Black: $511.87
Total Red: $229,875.12

Just one of those days.  Not much to report.  I picked up my suit from the dry cleaners this morning.  Figured I’d have it cleaned for Monday’s interview.  I worked at the contract attorney gig from 11am to 6pm with a break in between for the gym.  Then I worked the theatre gig tonight: the second night of my weekly weekend head usher shifts.  Even tonight’s show was uneventful—well, with the exception of two groups of about ten women each.  Aside: why must women get really drunk before seeing penis?  Is it like steeling themselves for the show?  Liquid courage, so to speak?  The only patrons who come to that show drunk are often, but not always, women, and often with bachelorette parties.  Or maybe that’s a correlation / causation mistake I’m making? At any rate, once the show ended, I debated walking back to the temporary attorney staffing agency’s space.  But then I turned the other way and went home.  I couldn’t bear another 1am or 2am night, and that late-night walk home through Times Square.  I suppose at some point in the future I’ll look back with nostalgia and a touch of fondness on those walks.  But for tonight, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.  But once I got home, I hit upon an idea: work from home. Keep reading . . .