True story. So when I passed the bar, I was supposed to be hired by a local firm. Months pass, nothing. So finally I sent a letter rejecting any future offer. Basically a fuck you. I hung my own shingle and got to work.

After a few years, I.stole quite a few of their clients.

One day, one of the partners calls me. He wants to have lunch. He picks the place, which ironically was my clients restaurant. Cool ... were meeting on my territory. I know he's going to try to hire me.

We meet. He starts telling me about how he has two or three neighboring towns locked up, but despite being in rotary, chamber of commerce, on several other boards, etc, he can't get business from my home town.

I look at him straight in the eye and say (an mind you this guy is a big time, firm guy).... "look at you, your hair's perfect, you're wearing a three piece suit, and you look like you're straight out of a Hollywood production, and that's exactly why no one here is going to fucking hire you. We don't like guys like you. God forbid you utter the word "fuck" or "shit" or show up with your sleeves rolled, or in a t-shirt and shorts, with dirt on your face like you've actually been working. Name one person in town, one actual local business man who wears a suit, someone from here who wears a suit. You can't. You have no idea where the fuck you are, and I'm not here to be your lackie so you can reap from what I already hold in my pocket, something that you'll never have. I sound like them and I intuitively understand their needs, because they're like me. And You're not. It's really that simple. You're a try hard."

Rumor is I'm persona non-grata over there now. The lawyers all get uppity when I'm mentioned. Go figure. I really pissed him off.

Tl;dr I'm a bit rough around the edges, but so is everyone else here. We're kinda rednecks meet suburbia, and I'm that type of lawyer. Fuck the douche bags and the city kids. They can all eat my ass. 😘