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Originally posted by Sidd Finch
I love my job.
Yes, the day-to-day can be dull. I cannot think of a job where that is not the case. Even Michael Jordan had to go to practice every day, and Wesley Snipes has to remember lines and shoot and reshoot scenes ad infinitum, and Jennifer Connelly's highly compensated love slave (my preferred occupation last time I took one of those tests) needs to clean up a bit.
But there are times when it's thrilling as hell -- like when I stand up to address a room full of parties and witnesses and triers of fact, and a hush falls over the room, and I get to sum up the case I've been thinking about for the past year or three. And there are other times where it's deeply satisfying on an intellectual level, or on a personal level -- the latter being the sort of thing E/O is talking about.
I spent several years between college and law school knocking around San Francisco, tending bar, temping, and having enormous amounts of fun. Eventually, the shitty work aspect of that life got to me -- not so much the lack of money (though certainly the money I make now is a nice thing) as the fact that 8 hours a day I was doing something that bored me.
Maybe if I had a great artistic talent and the drive to capitalize on it those years would have been more satisfying for a longer time. But having seen the other side, a job that pays me scandalous money to think, to give advice, to work with smart and cool people, to avoid heavy lifting, and to have occasional moments of spotlight glory is a pretty damn nice thing.
I suppose that makes me a geek in SD's eyes, but if so, fuck him.
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Oh Lord, Sidd... Look, I like addressing the room as well. Problem is, I don't want to:
a. Research anything;
b. Sit behind a desk;
c. Mentally msaturbate over issues that won't come up;
d. Fill out time sheets.
I need a young geek to write my research for me so I can continue glad handling clients, instead of having to write all of my own briefs and having to, god forbid, go on westlaw. Contrary to my record against TM on this board, with another person's reasearch memo in hand, there aren't many arguments I've lost. But don't ask me to do the organization work or the research, cuz although I can do it, I fucking don't want to, and try as I might, I ain't going to enjoy the minutia. Unfortunately, in this economy, my boss won't give me some young library jockey to do all my legwork, and that sucks.
I'm waht you'd call a "face guy." I'm great in person, but wilt when it comes to the dull shit like cranking out CYA letters and briefs. Sure, I do them cuz I have to, but its poor use of my talents. I should be exclusively dealing with people. People with ADD like me should not be forced to sit still for too long... Its cruel.
I have explained the above to a previous employer when I was leaving. His reaction was to be utterly appalled at my insulting of "library-jockeys," but he did admit "Yeh, you really don't belong behind a desk all day."
You're not a geek for liking what you do. You're a geek for throwing a Calvin & Hobbes quote at me.
