When things are just…shit

March 8, 2013 in Best Of, Blogging, Misc

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Parental guidance recommended

I’m officially in a slump. The original title of this post, back when I was initially planning on writing it about a week ago, was supposed to be something like “I’m back, baby!” or something similarly enthusiastic. But honestly, I just don’t have it in me right now.

Things have been, for lack of a better word, shit. Apart from a child who keeps getting sick from all the little viruses hanging around, the real scrotum crusher has been work. Generally speaking, I like my job, but I’ve recently had a temporary role change from writer to editor (for a couple of weeks) due to our top editor heading overseas to cover a conference and another leaving for greener pastures. The role requires a lot more work than I am used to, which means I get virtually no personal breaks during the day. The bigger problem is that I get all the hard articles, which take forever to do (some are almost complete rewrites), while the other editor gets all the easy ones that require hardly any editing because the bosses don’t trust that he can do a good job. I still haven’t figured out if it’s laziness or incompetence, though I suspect it might be a fecal cocktail of both.

Yet still, we get roughly the same number of articles to do, which means the other guy can spend half his day dallying with the fairies, whereas I am flat out from the get-go. Part of me wants to complain, but the other half tells me its for the best because I just can’t stand publishing sub-standard copy. Oh, and on more than one occasion I’ve had to fix up stuff he’s flubbed. Consequently, work these days often feels like this:

The other thing that’s been getting up my nose is the freelance gig that simply refuses to go away. As I mentioned in an earlier post, it’s for the Tourism Bureau, which is good, but the person I am dealing with on the other end is the most incompetent turd I have ever had the misfortune of coming across, which is bad.

Let’s see…where should I start. How about not having a freaking clue what sections she has sent me and what I have sent her? Is it that hard to keep track of emails and files? How about telling me it’s finished and then realizing later that she FORGOT to send me a major section? How about telling me after I spent hours on a section that, oops, she sent me the wrong version and I have to do it all over again? How about telling me AFTER I finished a section that the client needs to rework the original copy and that I have to do it all over again? How about sending me a scan and a file with no explanation whatsoever other than “please let me know if you have any questions”? Yeah I have a question: what the f%*# do you want me to do with the shit you just sent me? How about picking up your phone? How about returning missed calls? How about sending emails to the email address I told you to send it to? How about writing an email that ordinary humans can decipher in less than an hour? Aaaaargh!

Consequently, my after-work hours often feel like this:

(By the way, how is it consistent that Ibaka (in the first video) only got a fine after not getting ejected, and Bynum (in the second video) got a suspension after getting ejected as well? Is the stomach less serious than the nut sack?)

So yeah, not happy Jan. I guess that’s number 1,873 in my list of “Things to hate about being a former lawyer” — you deal with competent people for so long that you take competence for granted and when you head out into the real world and meet incompetent people it blows your mind.

Right now I’m getting home exhausted every night and feeling like I can’t be bothered to do anything. Writing blog posts or reading are supposed to be cathartic experiences but recently they’ve felt like a chore, so instead I’ve just vegged out on the couch or played Candy Crush (I hate you, level 135!). My plan to start exercising again is still not quite off the ground. I did about 40 minutes of yoga the other night and woke up the next morning feeling like I just swam the English Channel. First world problems still suck.

However, I am glad to say, the light at the end of the tunnel is not that far away. I’m working over the weekend but then I’m off to Japan next week for a little break with the missus. This will be the first time since I started this blog that I’ll be heading to one of my favourite places on the planet, so be prepared for some awesome posts. And when I’m back I’ll be back to being a writer at work, and hopefully the freelance gig will finally be put to rest.

Yay.

PS: Another reason it’s been quiet around here is because I ran into some problems with my website. Apparently some cache plugins was giving my host server a lot of inodes, which was stuffing everything up. Yeah, I didn’t know what the heck they were either. Actually, I still don’t, but at least it has been fixed.

Book Review: ‘Hell Has Harbour Views’ by Richard Beasley

April 26, 2011 in Book Reviews, Reviews

I’m still trying to power through my lists of books, especially the list that will supposedly assist me in writing my novel.  Naturally, given my novel will revolve around an office, one of the books on that list is Richard Beasley’s Hell Has Harbour Views.  It’s a book that a lot of people in Australia (especially in legal circles) have heard of, but not nearly as many have read.  It was also made into a TV movie starring Matt Day and Lisa McCune.

In a nutshell, Hell Has Harbour Views tells the story of Hugh Walker, a 30-something associate at Rottman Maughan and Nash, described as the ‘greatest law firm in the universe’.  Of course, it’s a horrible firm that acts for large corporations and tramples underdogs, with grotesque partners, billing fraud, sex scandals and dick vibes all around.  Hugh despises the place and the people, but he realizes he is slowly becoming one of them.  Later, he finds himself caught in the middle of a partner feud, and must decide if he should continue selling his soul or put an end to the suffering once and for all.

If that sounds like a story you might have heard of before, that’s because it is.  Hell Has Harbour Views is actually a very formulaic coming-of-age story where the protagonist rises to great heights only to undergo a character transformation and realise that the things he thought he wanted weren’t the things he wanted all along.

To be honest, I was disappointed.  Hell Has Harbour Views was described on the front cover by John Birmingham (author of the awesome He Died with a Felafel in His Hand, which I only just read recently) as ‘The funniest most utterably savage lawyer joke ever!’, and was described on the back cover as a ‘biting, witty, very funny tale’.

Given those lofty expectations, I was surprised when I didn’t find the book very funny at all.  Sure, there were a few clever references and lines here and there that brought out a smile, but never a laugh or even a chuckle.  It felt more like a straight-up observation of big-firm culture with a mild comedic slant, as opposed to the other way around.  It was a satire that didn’t really feel like one.

I think the biggest problems I had with the book were that it took itself too seriously and the overly moralistic tone.  It couldn’t decide whether it wanted to be a farcical comedy or a serious story about morality and the pitfalls of working in a large law firm.  I think it did a much better job of being the latter.

Hugh was this guy that thought being a lawyer would be a cross between To Kill a Mocking Bird and The Practice.  His mother was a legal aid lawyer that earned peanuts but at least she was helping people.  He once worked at a small firm that helped underdogs rather than screw them over, but went over to the dark side for the money and the glamorous lifestyle from working at ‘Rotten Mean and Nasty’ (which is how he describes the firm).  While Hugh’s torn emotions undoubtedly reflect what thousands of lawyers around the globe must feel, when you put it in a book that’s supposed to be a comedy it just comes across as a little contrived.

2 out of 5

PS: Could this less than favourable review stem from the fact that, being a former lawyer, I don’t find the characters or what they get up to particularly shocking (and hence funny)?  Perhaps.  Probably.  The book’s success suggests that most people don’t share my views.  In any case, Richard Beasley ought to be commended for at least completing a project as difficult as this one, which is more than I can say for myself.

Can we ever really ‘enjoy’ our jobs?

June 2, 2010 in On Writing, Social/Political Commentary

This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot as I approach the halfway mark of my writing course.  I have been really enjoying everything as a student, reading and writing, learning from those who are in the same boat and from those who have already succeeded to varying degrees.  But when it comes time to do this for a living, will I be able to enjoy it as much?

The answer I’ve always had in my mind has been a resounding “YES”, or else I would not have gone down this path in the first place.  But like everyone else when they think about a career change or just a change of scenery, I do have my doubts.  We always expect the grass to be greener on the other side, but is it, really?  Is it actually, genuinely “good”, or just, relatively speaking, “better”?

There is hardly a single person I have spoken to in recent months that is not either: (a) complaining about their job; (b) looking for a new job; (c) looking for a new career; (d) looking to go overseas; (e) about to start a new job; or (f) thinking about resigning from their current job.

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The Trouble With Being An Ex-Lawyer

April 26, 2010 in Novel, On Writing, Study

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I thought I had left my legal career behind for good, but apparently not so.

The trouble with people knowing that you once practised law is that they think you love giving legal advice and drafting legal documents for free in your spare time.  Not that I mind helping people — it’s just that I don’t feel like doing anything related to law anymore…why else would I have retreated from the profession like a frightened turtle?

But alas, I am still technically qualified to dish out legal advice until the end of this financial year.  Accordingly, I’ve been spending a lot of time lately reviewing contracts and drafting letters as favours for friends and family friends.  And the thing is, some people tend to think that if you are a lawyer, you know everything about the law.  Not the case.  Even when I was practising I seldom had any idea what I was doing right off the bat.  There’s almost always a lot of research and reading involved, and when all else fails, ask the firm expert, of which there is always one (why do you think lawyers cost so damn much to hire?)

There are also a couple of other complications.  First, when you do stuff for a friend (and especially a family friend), the stakes are a lot higher.  You can’t afford to stuff up, and the consequences of stuffing up are far worse (from a mental and emotional standpoint) than when they happen at work.  You can always look for a new job, but how can you look your parents in the eyes when you have fucked up the lives of their friends?  Second (and this is related), you don’t have a boss/supervisor to review your work and fix it up.  Whatever you do, that’s it.

So it’s strange but it’s true — I am far more careful and meticulous when doing legal stuff for people who don’t pay me.  And I take a hell of a lot longer.

I really should be working on my numerous assessments, and if not, my other writing projects (ie two novels).  And if not that, I should be doing other things to get my writing out there, such as entering competitions and sending works to publications to get credits under my belt.  But unfortunately, I’m still haunted by the career I tried to leave behind.

As Jack Bauer would say, “Dammit!”

Update: Farewell to the Law…

February 20, 2010 in Blogging, On Writing, Study

(Big exhale…)

On Friday, 19th of the February 2010, I finally closed the book on my career in law.

I guess it was a long time coming, but it was also one of the toughest decisions I’ve ever made.  I’ve studied law for 6 years (including a Masters).  I’ve been employed in it for 4.  I’ve worked with some of the most brilliant minds in this country (and some of the most retarded).  I’ve made friends I hope will still be a part of my life (and run away from some of the most psychotic).  Whichever way I look at it, the last 10 years of my life has been a wild (albeit insanely stressful and dry) time.

However, I suppose I was never really meant to be a lawyer.  I never had a passion for the law that some of my fellow lawyers did.  I never felt the urge to be the alpha dog, to climb the ladder towards partnership and lucrative financial rewards.  I just wanted to protect my neck in this sometimes cut-throat business.

Being an overachiever in law at university was the worst thing that could have happened to me.  People automatically assumed I read cases, legislation and legal articles in my spare time (this actually happened on countless occasions).  People would say, “Remember that case about [blah blah blah]?” and I would pretend to be trying to recall the case until they thought of the answer themselves (this happened at least 10 times, and it may have even been the same case).  There were occasions when I was told I did a great job when I didn’t even really know what I did or what was doing!  I find it amazing that I could be ‘highly regarded’ when I consistently felt like a complete moron.

People ask me why, if I’m so unsuited for the law, I ended up in it in the first place.  The only thing I can say is that it was probably a combination of being totally clueless, not knowing what I wanted to do, expectations, following friends, and pride.  That said, I don’t regret it (much).  I’ve learned a lot, experienced a lot, and made a lot of great friends.  I’d probably do it all over again.

But alas, I’m moving on.  I won’t miss the long hours.  I certainly won’t miss the stress (or the rapid ageing – I’ve been told I looked like a 14-year-old when I joined my old firm in 2005; no one mistakes me for a 19-year-old now).

This blog will also start to undergo some changes shortly.  I still have a few Taiwan food posts remaining which I plan to crunch out soon, but after that, I intend to shift the focus back to writing – following my writing adventures, putting up helpful tips, resources and links – all that crap.  Of course, with more time on my hands, I’ll still be reviewing films and books and dabble in other stuff, but hopefully the focus can be on writing.  Hopefully…