Sorry I haven’t written in a while.  One of my clients…we’ll call them “English Gas” to protect their confidentiality…had a little hiccup recently.  Apparently, people love them some shrimp, and get mighty worked up when a little oil gets in the way.  As much as I obviously believe my client is absolutely innocent of any wrongdoing (who hasn’t released a few million barrels of oil into water at some point?!), I will agree that maybe they should hire PR people who are a little better at photoshop.  My eleven year old nephew’s photoshop of him with Albert Pujols is cleaner than some of the stuff they’re cranking out.

As I wrote last time, my wife made me apply for an inhouse job, so I applied to the most ridiculous job I saw posted.  They wanted an SEC practitioner who also can handle class actions, as well as all employment matters.  I applied, and it turns out the company is a subsidiary of a corporation headquartered in New York City, so that is where interviews are conducted.  The Perfect Wife had never been, so we headed out an afternoon early to take in the sites (for 2 hours…I can’t afford to let anyone catch me in hours.)  We took a few pictures to prove I was out fo the office.

Times Square is pretty impressive.  Sure, some look at the lights…I think of the transactional attorneys needed to coordinate all of the real estate deals, the trademark attorneys going after the knock off salesmen, and litigators defending the stores when Joe Bob from Alabama slips down the stairs at the M & M store.

I loved the view from the top of Rockerfeller Center.  Not for the sweeping view of the greatest urban landscape in the world.  No, I loved imagining all of the offices filled with billers, happily churning files and racking up the billables.  My heart went all atwitter as I calculated the amount of hours created in just one block of NYC.  I could grow to love this place.

Unfortunately, the job is NOT in NYC (but requires NYC hours), and is for a bunch of a-holes.  (If you think top partners in large firms are difficult to love, meet New Yorkers who have been given some money and power.)  But I DID get a free trip to New York out of it…now I just need to make up all of those lost hours.