I’ve dipped a toe again into the pool of the gainfully employed lawyer workforce, and offer the following observances:
If you tell a large boy-man to stop invading your space on the train, he will usually be so surprised that he won’t fight it.
Lawyers waste time on the internet checking their email, updating their blogs, reading the paper, and checking their stocks, just like everyone else.
There are only about 15 lawyer personalities, maybe less, regardless of the workplace. And the junior guy, who thinks he’s better than the people below him, and talks down to temp lawyers? Everyone hates that guy, no matter where he works.
I got so used to driving everywhere for work that I was unprepared for today’s after-work rainstorm. What do you mean, I should check the weather and carry a small umbrella?
A half hour is just not enough time to go get lunch and eat it.
There’s always someone who doesn’t know how to operate the train ticket machines. And they always ask me to help them.
There’s always someone who doesn’t know how to operate the coffee pod machine– and they’re always in front of me in line.
Receptionists at big firms look surprised when you say good morning and good night, and ask them how they are.
High speed elevators make me nauseous.