About Me

name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


AT THE MOMENT

Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

Mood: The current mood of bbbeans@yahoo.com at www.imood.com

LAWYERS

Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
f/k/a
Lessig Blog
Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground
Jeremy's Weblog
Begging The Question
The Neutral Zone Trap
the imbroglio
Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
In It But Not Of It
WonL
A New Duck
Just Playin'
Res Ipsa Eloquent
How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
IPTAblog
Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
Transmogriflaw

ON THE WAY

Divine Angst
Frequent Citations
Magic Cookie
Knocked Up (and in Law School)
Butterflyfish
Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
No. 634
think like a woman. act like a man.

I READ THESE TOO

the underwear drawer
Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
PostSecret
Overheard in the Office
JD2B

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Truth Laid Bear
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Screaming Bean
Thursday, August 21, 2008

I sit because I wait. I wait because my boss procrastinates. I wait further because I have ceased to be a lawyer, I'm a secretary. I get to turn my boss's edits to a document that ceased to be anything I wrote 4 hours ago. Literally, there is no sentence in the document that hasn't been rewritten in some fashion. Some of it I understand totally. Some of it is just turn of phrase, which makes me extremely angry. The resulting document is nearly unreadable gobbledygook, all because we need to add 15 million legal gewgaws to make it look lawyerly. Bryan Garner it ain't. Not my idea of a good time either. Since our receptionist/secretary left nearly an hour ago, I get to play phone answerer/secretary until hell freezes over, or until such time I am bid adieu for the evening. I paid 70K for a piece of paper and took the Bar Exam three times for the ability to be a secretary? Yeah, I'm feeling bitter.

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