November 3
(Tuesday)
“I hear Bradford & Bain is having trouble,” Dad told me as I spoke with him one evening on the telephone.
“Really?” I wanted to hear more. Bradford was one of the Columbus firms I had visited before the start of the year, the firm where I had written my own rejection letter by professing an interest in insurance litigation.
“I hear they’re laying off,” Dad said.
“They’re such a good firm.”
“Things are tough.”
After I hung up, I wondered why I had been so surprised. The firm hadn’t been getting great publicity lately. A couple of years before several of the firm’s attorneys went bust trying to make a killing with a chain of Drug City stores in Colorado. Recently, the firm had been dragged into court for its handling of a divorce action. And now that I thought about it, their offices were terribly cramped.
What lawyer could work in that sweatshop, anyway?
Excerpted from LAW SCHOOL RED INK WHITE COLLAR BLUES
By Kenneth David Westphal
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Thursday, November 3, 2011
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