Saturday, March 22, 2008

What do you call 5000 lawyers at the bottom of the ocean?

A good start.

Who wants to go to law school? I do, I do. I'm getting bored. Eight years in one job is the longest I've ever lasted, and bests the previous record by at least 3 years. How utterly complacent.

And why would I aspire to this profession? Herein lies the list:
- I could end my signature with lots of letters-RPh, JD
- billable hours
-specialization in the lucrative, ubiquitously litigious field of health care
-you get to use big words like ubiquitous, litigation and lucrative every day (and your coworkers won't look at you like you've just spoken to them in Basque-Icelandic pidgin)
-more I'm sure to think of later that will probably all follow the pattern (billable, lucrative, etc)

Of course, there is always the contrary list:
-you can't (most likely) wear jeans and sandals to work
-nobody hires you right out of law school to be the boss
-I am not a good schmoozer
-there's no lawyer shortage

Feel free to add your thoughts to either list, but keep this in mind- ultimately, I just want to be the judge. By order of my birth, I am destined to the position of fair and honest arbiter. More importantly, when I get to be the judge, no pants Friday could truly be
no
pants
Friday.

Exciting possibilities, eh?

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