Karma

They say karma is a bitch, but maybe it goes too far sometime.

Last school year I worked at a small firm with four lawyers. One of the lawyers – who I almost never worked for – was a real asshole. He screamed at everyone: colleagues, paralegals, secretaries, opposing counsel and even clients. His way of dealing with opposing counsel was to bully them. He single handedly made that office a miserable place to work both for me and for the support staff. It’s no coincidence that they went through about eight different file clerks and secretaries during the eight months I worked there. Every couple of weeks there were new support people. His office was next to mine so I spent a lot of time listening to him yell at people. He regularly reduced one of the secretaries to tears before eventually firing her. I concluded that he was just a nasty, despicable person. I only saw a human side of him once when I caught him and the paralegal making out (yeah – kissing) in his office.

Anyway, I recently ran into another guy who worked there when I was there. He told me that this lawyer blew his brains out about a month after I left. He did it in the office. Disturbing. Needless to say, the firm moved to a different office…