This is hysterical, although not nearly as well written and documented as the NYT article makes it seem. I can just see the sequence of events: the paralegal drops the results of a lexis search (one specifically requested case, with its shepard's report)on the partner's desk without a cover memo, prompting the partner to scream at the paralegal (and probably associate) that everything she asks for must be done assiduously, no exceptions. We do not do sloppy work here at Paul, Weiss. Next day, she asks the still steaming paralegal to find out where there is decent sushi. Presto, memo. I don't think this is the work of someone scared. This is the work of someone pissed off.
I'm looking forward to taking in some of the recommendations next time I'm up in midtown, though.
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