I miss when a day off was really a day off instead of a day full of frantic texts and emails about various legal issues. I plan on telling them to fuck off with that bullshit during my honeymoon. They can figure it the fuck out. Unless the place is burning down…idgaf.
Our firm offers the option for clients to text us. It’s often used, which is cool, but sometimes we get texts that weren’t meant for us. Like today, a traffic client who had been dealing with our Alex sent us the following text:
Alex…stupid! I was not even able to obtain an engagement ring and I was with you physically for a long time.
To which we responded: Was this text meant for B&A LLC?
To which she responded: No!
I don’t even know where to start, so I’ll just leave it.
I’m completely aware that I’m the one who signed up for this lawyer life, including opening my own firm, and everything that comes with it, but holy fuck this shit is hard sometimes.
It’s hard dealing with upset people in difficult situations who don’t want to hear the reality of their situation, who expect you to be able to work miracles for them, and want it done right fucking now.
It’s hard to be the boss. I have hundreds of clients’ lives and situations to consider, but I also have my employees to consider. They take a lot of abuse as well. Their jobs are difficult. I have to weigh their needs with my own need to keep money coming in the door so I can pay all of us.
Sometimes I feel like I’m going to break under the constant strain of other people’s wants, needs, and expectations.
I’ve only been back in the office for three days and I’m already completely mentally exhausted and stressed out.
Just needed to vent. Back to the grind, I go.
Just got invited to move to the docket for the judges’ favorites.
I’m a cool kid now. Ha! And my work bestie was also asked so fuck yes.
Hard work actually pays off sometimes. ❤️
I have a little group of lawyer pals who have a group text that’s been going on for months now. Maybe even a year?? Anyway, we text the group with various vents about work and clients (we all practice in the same area of law) or questions about things we are working on. It’s an amazing thing, and I love these people. They make me laugh everyday. So…recently we were all talking about what we would do if we could retire from the law. Since this isn’t immediately feasible for any of us, we decided to pool $20 bucks per person, per week to play the Powerball! The collection starts this Thursday at our big court docket. May the odds be ever in our favor. ❤️
And you just had to shit all over it. This most often happens to me in the form of people (most often an acquaintance) asking for free legal advice. Person asks my opinion on legal matter. I give my opinion based on the facts provided and the law surrounding said facts. Person dislikes my opinion because it doesn’t conform to whatever nonsense they’ve told themselves is meant to and/or should be. They start whining, complaining, ranting, rationalizing etc, and I then quickly lose interest in them and their issue because I don’t have time for that shit. Don’t ask the question if you don’t want the answer. Seriously…don’t be this person. This person sucks. This person is the reason why I try to change the subject when someone asks, “So what do you do for a living?”
I just sent a bitchy email response to a client and holy fuck that felt good.