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captainsblogWell, except for the four-block walk at high noon down and across from Delaware Avenue, on the lunch hour of my all-day seminar. Lions don't moult, but business-suited lawyers do. Worse: the filing fee wasn't quite right and so somebody is going to have to go back tomorrow in equally rancid weather. Better, however: that somebody will not be me.
In the end, it wasn't as bad here as feared, nor as beastly as even in northerner climes (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lindapendant reported a 111-something F reading in Montreal); we topped out at 91F by the official tally and our history of never passing 100 seems safe even for this round.
Funniest story of the day (of the kind that is funny when it's not your client being discussed): one of the other panelists was trying to impress the need to get accurate information from your prospective clients, and in the process not to assume that their answers carry with them an implicit knowledge of what you're actually asking them. She recounted the story of doing client intake on Mr. A and Mrs. B- who came in, very much in love, but with just as very different last names. They responded enthusiastically and positively to the question, "Are you married?" And so the case was filed. Next came the delivery of the tax returns. Separate ones. Mr A, married filing jointly with Mrs. A; Mrs. B, married filing jointly with Mr. B. So my fellow panelist now always asks the obvious follow-up question:
"To each other?"
Making it even weirder is that it had already been the punch line to a scene in Dogma:
Whose case? RUN'S CASE!
In the end, it wasn't as bad here as feared, nor as beastly as even in northerner climes (
lindapendant reported a 111-something F reading in Montreal); we topped out at 91F by the official tally and our history of never passing 100 seems safe even for this round.Funniest story of the day (of the kind that is funny when it's not your client being discussed): one of the other panelists was trying to impress the need to get accurate information from your prospective clients, and in the process not to assume that their answers carry with them an implicit knowledge of what you're actually asking them. She recounted the story of doing client intake on Mr. A and Mrs. B- who came in, very much in love, but with just as very different last names. They responded enthusiastically and positively to the question, "Are you married?" And so the case was filed. Next came the delivery of the tax returns. Separate ones. Mr A, married filing jointly with Mrs. A; Mrs. B, married filing jointly with Mr. B. So my fellow panelist now always asks the obvious follow-up question:
"To each other?"
Making it even weirder is that it had already been the punch line to a scene in Dogma:
Whose case? RUN'S CASE!
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Date: 2011-07-21 11:19 pm (UTC)She's a good Sheila, Bruce, and not at all stuck up!