Asshole Number 1: The Asshole who decided he was too “intelligent” and “well-educated” (yes, he actually said that) to be isolated for carrying drug resistant tuberculosis around the world on several airplanes in several countries. If the news article I read was correct, he actually refused to stay in Italy after knowing he had drug resistant TB by flying to Prague and then to Canada, and then drove back into the US. That’s an awfully Herculean effort just to be an asshole.
I’m not entirely clear whether his TB is dormant or not, which is a good thing because it would then be less infectious…but drug resistant TB is no fucking joke….ridiculous. Although…I will say his chances of dying are fairly high.
Judging by this picture and the fact that he’s a personal injury lawyer is enough to proclaim him ASSHOLE. (There is a bizarre anti-world conspiracy feeling to this whole uncle works for the CDC doing TB stuff thing though…)
Asshole(s) Number 2: I spent my morning in a divorce training pro bono session at a major midtown law firm in a room with 50 or 60 other summer associates from other law firms and I’ve decided that Blackberry’s annoy me. Or at least summer associates at law firms who compulsively check their Blackberry’s during a presentation training us to represent battered women in their divorces. I can’t exactly pin down what is so assholey about it…but it almost seems like these people seem to believe that the possession of a Blackberry makes them more important and indispensable to the Street. Nay, to the world!
Anyhow, I know I check text messages a lot. And I know that a Blackberry is going to be a major part of my life in the future…but if I ever get out of hand with it, and adopt an air of an asshole with it…you have my permission and my request to simply give me a weary deadpan and simply say “Asshole.” And every time I try to explain why I have to check it, please interrupt whatever I’m saying with a simple word: “asshole.” (I’ll probably still have to check it, but still say it.)
Oh, while surfing for a picture of super durfwad Asshole number 1, I found asshole number 3:
Samir Patel misspelled a word in fifth round of the national spelling bee. His mother appealed. “Based on subtle differences in how the word’s final syllable can be pronounced.”
‘Tis All. I was in the office until 8 pm working on a project I have no business doing…and that’s all I really have to report about work.
6 comments:
Looks like some other people agree with you:What a Douche
Working at the DA's office ROCKS.
- hauben
Totally. He should be douched over and over again to clean the TB. Ya know, just to check and see if it happens to fix the TB.
Which DA are you in? What kinda prosecutions you part of?
waiting for a response...
j
I agree on the blackberry thing. It seems like here only the corporate people are checking them constantly...but they do it at lunch which really is annoying.
DA
DA. Everyone here is corporate. How is Lewis Rice the second time around? You feelin the whole "i am home" vibe?
And JAA...I have no idea what you're referring to.
Everyone is corporate? So you are getting no litigation experience? I thought you wanted to do litigation. Anyways, I am definately leaning litigation. I don't think corporate would be that interesting outside of the major cities.
Things are going good here but I don't know if I would ever refer to work as "home." I am going to apply for some clerkships this year and see what happens. I would like to get something along the one year variety but we will see--I am probably only going to apply in the 8th Circuit.
Have a blast in Hong Kong and tell Ashley I said hi!
DA
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