That guy came back with his mom who knew absolutely nothing about how he had been squandering her money instead of paying the mortgage. Oh and how he had wracked up $15k in credit card debt in her name. And then he tried to take over the conversation and talk over me and mansplain all the things because he didn’t want her to know what a fucking piece of shit scam artist he is, but NOPE. Nice try, bro. He got kicked out of the office, but I fucking laid into his ass first. He’s apologized to me like fifty times, but I was not having it. He can fuck all the way off with his fucking bullshit.
Anyway, I’m on the path to saving his mom’s house…no thanks to him. I literally told him to fuck off. Lol. Oh but I did make him pay the fees necessary to get the case filed. What a piece of shit he is. He’s scared of me now AND I LOVE IT.
One more thing: the mom, who is a fiesty little lady, thanked me profusely on her way out and asked jokingly, “Can you also help me if I shoot him in the foot when we get home?”
My desk at the office is a mess right now. I’ve gotta get it under control tomorrow.
I have to fire someone today.
The plan is: do the thing and then immediately walk to Itap to drink. Because…ugh.
If I hear my receptionist say “I don’t know” one more fucking time when asked who is on the phone and/or what the person wants, I’m going to fire her on the spot. It is literally her only fucking job — to relay who is calling and why.
My employees think the office is haunted. They have stories, I mean, it was built in 1908 so…
I woke up to discover the highway I drive to and from almost everywhere was closed due to an awful accident. Somehow, it still ended up being the best route. That’s how horrendous traffic was this morning.
I left the house at 7:15 am and didn’t get to my kid’s school until 9 am. School starts at 9:05 am. It normally takes me 20 minutes max to get to his school.
Unfortunately for me, I was supposed to be in a courtroom in the city at 9 am. So I hauled ass like whoa to get downtown. I parked in a no parking zone. I ran into the courtroom at 9:45 am, just as the prosecutor was getting ready to leave. I got my 5 cases handled. Ran back to the car, which luckily was still there. (I wasn’t too worried about being towed. We’re talking about the city after all.)
I pulled into my parking spot at work at 9:59 am – just in time for my 10 am appointment. It’s a little after 11 am now, and in the last hour I have: made $1200, and filed a law suit against a creditor.
Pulled that morning off like a fucking boss! *pats self on back*
My afternoon is filled with more court hearings and more consultations. I’m supposed to do a book club meet-up tonight, but I may just cancel it since most people can’t make it, and I’m exhausted. Or…I may just tell the girls to swing by my place for some wine.
Yes, that sounds excellent.
A lot of grumbling and sighing. A lot of wtf-ing. And also Christmas music.
Oh and it’s fucking freezing in here today. This is the downside of turning a giant sun room into an office. The heat in this old ass house doesn’t run to this room, so I need to acquire a new space heater asap.
One of my long time employees put in her notice today. I essentially knew it was coming, because of a talk we had last week. Her leaving is going to be a huge change for the firm, and I have mixed feelings. On the one hand, it feels like a huge blow, and I’m trying not to go down the wtf are we going to do rabbit hole. On the other hand, this forces me to make some changes that I’ve been avoiding dealing with simply because I could. I’ve relied upon her too much. I slipped into a comfort zone and got complacent. This may end up being a good thing for not only the firm, but for me as well.
Her last day is the 21st. I reserve the right to have a meltdown at some point in the next two weeks. Haha.
But it’s going to be okay. I’m always okay.
One of the things I’ve been super vague about on the blog recently is the state of my career or maybe I should say my happiness with my career.
Though maybe that isn’t even accurate, as I don’t think the career itself is the problem. I like being an attorney. I’m good at it. And if I’m saying I’m good at it, then I’m probably pretty fucking good at it, because I’m way hard on myself. I enjoy the areas of law in which I practice, though some of my clients can be real assholes. I’m not sure that would change if I transitioned to another practice area though. Because let’s be honest: people are entitled assholes. Period. Working with the public just sucks. That’s the beginning and the end of it.
I’m my own boss, which is a blessing and a curse. It’s a blessing for all the obvious reasons. I don’t think most people really appreciate, however, how difficult it is to be the one in charge. And I don’t mean just managing the people. I mean that at the end of the day, it is on my shoulders whether my employees receive a paycheck. If there is a problem with a case, it’s my ass on the line. At the end of the day, it all lays on my shoulders. Quite heavily. It’s a lot to deal with. I’m stressed all the time. All. The. Time.
My business partner and I started this business almost 8 years ago. We were both very different people then. There have been highs and lows. When it’s good, it’s really good, but when it’s bad…yikes. Resentments have built up. We have a volatile relationship. My partner doesn’t like being a lawyer. This bleeds into everything.
Partnering up in a business venture is a lot like getting married. Our financial interests are all tied up together. We have to make important decisions together. We don’t always agree on those decisions. If one of us decides we don’t like this partnership any longer, it is a legitimate break up. It would be more contentious and complicated that my actual divorce. I would essentially be burning down 8 years of hard work and starting over again. It’s not a decision to be made lightly, which is why I’ve been obsessing over it for the last year (at least).
Every day I have to ask myself if it is all still worth it. So far, it is. Some day I may reach my breaking point. As for now, I continue to amaze myself with how resilient I am.
So I have this new-ish employee, and everything she does just grates on my nerves, like I seriously cannot stand this chick. Even hearing her laugh drives me fucking crazy.
It’s not just me. Nobody else here likes her either.
I’m trying to figure out wtf I was on the day we hired her. Because I don’t remember her being this way AT ALL. It’s a total mind fuck.
We’re about fifty miles from home now, and my mind has already started listing out all the work shit that absolutely must get done this week; including one huge thing that is causing me much anxiety. Because where do I even start with that monster project? Oh and my business partner is on vacation this entire week…because of course. So when will I even find the time??
Ugh…the weekend is over, peeps. Back to the crushing, stressful hell that is lawyer life.