Standing in the corner
Was reading the bizarre Jerry Falwell Jr. news story today. Reminds me of when I paid two associates to sort documents in a conference room and I just stood in the corner and watched, not saying a word, thinking about how lucky I was to be able to pay people to do things like this and not have to get involved.
I mean, now that I think about it, I guess those situations are not that similar. But I’m finding it hard to come up with anything closer. Maybe when the firm paid for escorts to accompany single associates to a big client dinner because we didn’t want it to seem like we work our people so hard that they don’t have time for a personal life, but then the client found out and tried to kidnap the escorts and take them to his own private sex den he’d constructed in the basement of his office building? Is that closer? Do you want to hear more details on that one?
Or maybe it’s like the time I paid a summer associate to trick my least favorite associate into thinking the summer had a crush on him and then I paid the summer extra to ask him out and not show up, and I got someone else to video the associate waiting in front of this fancy restaurant for an hour, so I could watch, and I never told him it was all just a trick I played on him because I hate him? Is it more like that?
I guess I do have a bunch of stories it reminds me of. But none of them involve my wife, because if I’ve learned one thing over the years it’s that a good marriage involves keeping your wife from meeting other people so she forgets what normal behavior is and doesn’t think the stuff you do is totally and completely bonkers.