Meh.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
And add to that a fair helping of bankers boxes and redwelds with papers strewn everywhere over my desk.

Nothing says "Firing me is a guarantee you max out your malpractice policies" better than an unkempt work area.

Once you become essential, they can’t shitcan you. Essential = nobody else understands the case and your bizarre organization of its documents.

I loved it when partners would tell me how its great I’m working so closely with the client. That ensured they weren’t, which ensured job security.

Nothing freaks a client like a "Just thought I'd let you know I'm leaving" call.

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
I would think that in some way he was always "famous", what, being the son of a woman whose name was emblazoned on millions of women's asses throughout the late 70s and early 80s.

Exactly. Add to the asses, a freshman dorm complete with a special room (the "Vanderbilt suite") reserved for any family member who attends.

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
you sound jealous. Maybe you should steal the diplomas off the walls of a better educated lawyer on another floor?

Heh. I think my first ever post on the fashion board back in 2000 was to observe that my dad put all of his diplomas in the guest bathroom downstairs. He maintains that's the most likely place that anyone would read them.

Mine are in my kitchen.

[pony_trekker]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
Plus it is a good segue for conversations in his office to turn to "Ah, law school books. Where did you go to school again?"

Except that the diplomas on the wall preempt such naiveté.

I wouldn't hang up a degree unless I went to Harvard. But then, generally, the people who went to Harvard have no need to. Here, even though my degree from an arguably-bottom-1st-tier school earns me the title of "Professore" I wouldn't dare.

I work at a place where generally, there are two types: those who went to 5th quartile law schools and those who went to 1st and 2nd tier law schools but who have serious learning or personality disorders, self esteem issues, ADHD, dyslexia, etc.

Only the people with degrees from Earl Scheib school of law hang their degrees.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by ironweed
I just have a zippo in my drawer for the day I go.

Yeh, but how do you get the 5 gallon gas can past security?

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Yeh, but how do you get the 5 gallon gas can past security?

One flask at a time.

[Alex_de_Large]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Yeh, but how do you get the 5 gallon gas can past security?

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Heh. I think my first ever post on the fashion board back in 2000 was to observe that my dad put all of his diplomas in the guest bathroom downstairs. He maintains that's the most likely place that anyone would read them.

Mine are in my kitchen.

I lost mine. They weren't impressive anyway.

The funniest lawyer I knew was an old trial lawyer who sent away for all sorts of novely degrees in odd things and ssome degrees from correspondence courses he'd taken in carpentry. Funny bastard. His office walls were littered with silly degrees neatly framed to look as though he were supremely accredited.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
One flask at a time.

The Shawshank Inferno?

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan


Mine are in my kitchen.

Mine are on my ceiling.

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by pony_trekker

Only the people with degrees from Earl Scheib school of law hang their degrees.

I knew a guy who had a beat PI practice. I mean really "anything at all is my target client." He was married to a Korean woman who grew up in Vietnam. She opened a carry out restaurant where she made Korean/Vietnamese/Chinese foods. Once the place got established, he moved his "practice" to a room in back. He did have his diploma up, sort of to mark off his territory.

[Hank Chinaski]

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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Mine are in my kitchen.

Mine have been in my study closet since I had them framed, and very attractively so. I never hung them in my "real" offices because I never decorated/adorned just in case I decided one day I didn't want to go back.

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
One flask at a time.

Exactly. I've gotten security comfortable with the fact that I carry a hip flask at all times, so now it's just a matter of switching the contents and pretending to be drunk at work.

[Mr. Man]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
Why would someone decorate an office? Mine is austere, so that when I leave I pack everything into a gym bag and away I go . . .

Agreed. Although now I find my office decorated with an autographed Iron Maiden poster and a hanging guitar. The diplomas are in the corner on the floor but they just don't seem to have a place on the wall where they fit in.