I really dig my lawyer. He wears dress shirts with monogrammed french cuffs and each time I'm in his office he's sporting a new pair of whimsical cuff links. He uses a tortoise shell fountain pen that I covet (and, come to think of it, probably paid for) and shares my belief that watches aren't just timepieces, they're a reflection of your personal style (and you neeeed more than 1). If all of this weren't enough to make him one of my favourite people - he has Latin on his letterhead, and (despite his accessory savoir faire) he's a guy's guy who loves my Montreal Canadiens.Today I'm especially fond of my lawyer - not for any of the above reasons - but because he's proven once again that he's the ideal advocate for me. Over the past 10 months he's given me a virtual cuff to the back of the head when I was tempted to sell myself short, chastised me for crying cuz I'm "stronger than that" ... and acted both wisely and efficiently to secure my interests. Yes, it is a job I pay him *coughbillionscough* to do, but of his own accord he's played fair and he's played clean. I really dig that.
Fortiter in re, suaviter in modo .
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well, I'm not too sure how good it is to have to pay a man to be on your side and fight for you but I'm glad you have found one that is doing a good job...wonder? Is he single? I could benefit off your payments hehe
Ya know, come to think of it I think he did mention an EX-wife ... why don'tcha forward me a copy of your 'resume' and one or two hot photos of yourself and I'll see if I can't set something up (heck, maybe YOU can get ME a deal then!) ;-)
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