but actually, he’s not an acquaintance; he’s my boss for a few more days. I got a call from Kelly Services Tuesday for a last minute assignment (I guess you get points of some sort for taking these).
It’s my second temporary job. His office help left without notice, and in the week previous to this one, he went through five temps in as many days. The first day I was there, he told me I was better than all the others, but I had my doubts. He was highly critical, and I was thinking those other temps ran screaming.
The second day, I had my own key and plastic card for the parking ramp. I got there at least a half-hour before he did. As I unlocked the door, I heard this high pitched beep, and wondered if someone had left a computer on. Thirty seconds later the sirens started. The phone rang and I answered “________'s Law Office, this is Laura.
How may I help you?”
It was the alarm company. I told them I was not even told about the alarm. And of course, they weren’t allowed to tell me how to turn it off. So I left a note on his desk, locked up the office, and walked across the street to Kelly Services to wait (they called and left a message with his answering service).
He got in to work, called and apologized, and my second day there started. He left to deliver aome papers to an appeals court in the Twin Cities (the ones we had worked on the day before), so I got as far as I could on two or three projects, made coffee, vacuumed, straightened my desk as far as I could without putting away something that might have been important, and was typing the Gettysburg address when he walked in.
I had several questions to ask him, and he asked me “Why are you working on all these things at once? I told you to finish one thing, and then go on to the next.”
I told him the problem was, I didn’t have enough information to finish them correctly, and since I had already exhausted everything else I could think of to do, it was better than sitting there twiddling my thumbs on the time he was paying for. He actually liked that answer.
So for the last two days he has alternately been telling me how I should do things instead of the way I do things, and telling me my artistic personality makes me scatterbrained and I need to compartmentalize more, and then trying to talk me in to working permanently there as a part-time office assistant.
I told him that I need full-time, and that I think we would probably kill each other before a year elapsed. He doesn’t think he would kill me, but I know I would kill him. And he is one of the best in town (according to him, he wins most of his cases) so who would defend me?
Yesterday someone called for an interview and I told him I hoped he would hire her. He asked if I would stay on and overlap her for a while. I told him “Sure. With two of us, she could pin you to the floor while I jump up and down on you.” He thought that was quite funny.
But I have to say, I think lawyers earn every penny of the money they make.