Chuckle chuckle chuckle. Aren't I the funny one?
Yes, we've reached the end of April and the end of the alphabet, folks, and I for one plan to take a blogging break for at least a few days. Good times have been had, new blogs have been found, and new friends have been made.
But I am going to take a break. I had grand plans of writing an awesome final A-Z challenge post, but hey. Goals are made to be broken.
Right now I'm off to meet some friends for lunch, and then I plan to catch up on The Killing and read David Brooks' The Social Animal. At times like these, I wish I'd joined the FBI or become a psychologist--but none of that is shocking. I have an active imagination and am easily persuaded by pop culture.
And speaking of active imaginations, I have a question for you all. Hypothetically, a classmate of mine just won a $10 million (you read that right--million) verdict for is clients, and his contingency fee is 30%.
Leaving aside the possibility of losing it on appeal, what would you do if you had been out of law school for a grand total of two years and suddenly you found yourself with $3 million?
I'd retire tomorrow.