The Madness continues. Mixing 70-degree weather and St. Patrick’s Day is a ticking time bomb for dumb criminals.
Hopefully your bar tab wasn’t too bad from all the festivities. If you had multiple pages listing Green beer drafts perhaps you even thought about stiffing the bar on the bill. If you thought you had a cool dine/booze and dash story you are about to get one-up’ed.
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It’s the triumphant return of the Judge/Lawyer of the week as we discuss the “Cash for Kids” jurist and the swashbuckling antics of the notorious Naked Sword Fighting attorney. We then take a turn for the serious with our coverage of the continuing legal wrangling over Obamacare.
Our firm has a gym, and it’s the only thing I’ve loved about the place since my summer clerk days. It’s, by far, the best perk—and seems to be recession proof. It’s been my hour of escape from corporate insanity for years, but now it has been invaded, and it’s pissing me off.
It goes without saying that a law firm gym locker room is going to have it’s share of old dudes who like to let it all hang out. It seems that no matter what time I go to our gym, there’s always some partner sitting around in his birthday suit, even in the chairs around the TV when you first walk in.
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