To Ruthie’s hilarity (and cruel mockery) Geeklawyer has had to do lots and lots of work this week. Frankly, he’s a bit pissed off about it.
Two software patents have been drafted (one from scratch, in a week, thank you very much fucking pain in the arse punter), data protection agreement drafted, waiting on stupid northern lawyers for a corporate buyout draft agreement to rip apart.
Geeklawyer was up till 3am the other day having done a straight 20 hour day; he wasn’t even sure 3am existed, in truth, conceiving it to be the artifact of too much alcohol. Honestly Geeklawyer really does have to take issue with Dan’s ‘work life balance is bollocks - I want to see you in the office until midnight‘ crap. No wonder he had a rare snappy session at Ruthie. He has at least sent her an astonishingly expensive birthday card as recompense, and she has a present wrapped in a naval uniform waiting. But no hat.
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Blimey, its like doing a pupillage all over again. Geeklawyer wouldn’t have minded the hours in those days if he could have brought in booze and prostitutes for the afternoon teabreak. Still, at least he doesn’t have to service Pupilmistress Daphne X’s perverted lusts after hours any more.
And now Geeklawyer can get down to some productive use of time: blogging. Sorry Dan.
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