This Halloween I planned to do the same exact thing I do every Halloween: spend four days lying to random girls and picking up digits for the winter.
I figured I’d throw our a few foolproof ways to solve the problem of corporate clients not wanting to pay for first-year associates.
Being a corporate lawyer who basically sucks from the teat of Wall Street, I’m tempted not to bite the hand that feeds me. But I still have ideas.
Can someone else please admit this is the first they heard of this person? The name Amanda Knox barely registered for me until yesterday.
Matthew Richardson reviews Whitney and Pan Am, two of this fall’s new television series.
For highly-employed associates who didn’t get home from the office until the morning, here’s Richardson’s take on three shows that recently premiered.
It’s like soldiers at the beginning of “Saving Private Ryan” suing the generals for misleading them about their prospects when they got off the boats.
As summer starts heating up, I have to decide whether I’m gonna break two of my rules. Things that I decided I was not gonna do anymore while I still have a job in the shithole economy: 1. Bang any summer associates. 2. Attend any wedding of my asshole colleagues.
I hate golf. These are just a few of the things I’d rather do than play it: Get my ass waxed Attend a CLE seminar See a Kate Hudson movie But that wasn’t always the case. A few years back I actually enjoyed playing golf and was getting fairly decent at it. But then, much…
I think it’s high time I get back to sharing some shameful tales over the past year that you’ve missed out on. May as well start off with the worst one. Most of the stories, I’ve told make me seem pretty deplorably, and frankly, I am. But, I still have some minimal code of ethics, boundaries…