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April 23, 2005

Your Chosen Profession Sucks

It's not often that you wish you'd made certain life choices differently, and it's certainly never something you want to have to confront. However, this week, right before my much needed first "real" vacation of a week--the first since I started this job well over 7 months ago--I was forced to consider the question. Who the hell wants to be a lawyer? Well, me obviously, but the question was being asked because I'd been asked to temporarily replace someone on a deal yet found myself in a conversation with a known-to-be-volatile partner that went something like this. "Can you come to my office for a moment?" "Sure." [He closes the door.] "I understand you and your fiancee are going on vacation next week," "Yes, we are." "Do you think you could stick around and...not take your vacation?" How does one say no to this? No, I'll explode if you do this. No, this is Tuesday, I leave Friday, what are you thinking? No, I might cry. No, no, no, a thousand times no. While I did solicit advice and eventually managed to get him off my back, the simple fact that someone would ask me if I would not going on vacation 3 days before I was to leave, when they knew when I was staffed on the deal that I was going on vacation (a month ago), struck me as the sort of delusion that I really have no interest in ever becoming familiar with. And in that moment, I also wondered whether I should reconsider if such a question was the source of the mind of a deal junkie that I ought to get off of my back.

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April 18, 2005

A Proposal

S deserves better than this. Better than a week-late announcement. Better than late-night shout-outs on an anonymous blog. Better than only getting to see me when she closes her eyes at night or checks her email during the day. Better than the few hours each day on the weekend where I'm sullen and depressed and legitimately sick to my stomach at the prospect of returning to the office. But she also gets me when I'm not consumed by work, when the only thing that consumes me is my love for her. And for that I offered her a ring. She accepted.

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