I'm stuck here late reading through a memo a couple of my associates put together about a new client matter we just took on. I wasted too much of my afternoon interviewing a potential lateral hire, a mid-level associate from a peer firm. I don't normally deal with real estate people, but the partner this guy was supposed to interview with had a last-minute meeting and so they sent him down the hall to talk to me for little while. I spent most of the time asking him why he'd want to leave a firm with the reputation for the nicest offices in the city. Especially since as a mid-level associate aiming for partner he knows how much time he'll be spending in the office. It's the commute. Which makes sense, I suppose. It's always the commute. The work's the same. He seemed too excited. I don't mean that in a bad way. I mean that he seemed genuinely excited to be thinking about new opportunities. Maybe that's what I need. A new opportunity to make life interesting again. We should switch places. He can work here, and I can go do employment litigation. It would be exciting to learn a new practice area. This was fun back when I started. Before it was the same, day after day. Even just for new gossip. I know all the gossip here. This guy today was good though. No gossip. It's much more entertaining when the laterals hate their firms and tell me why. One woman once told me she got sexually harassed by a partner, and that was one of the reasons she was looking to leave. And, with a little gentle coaxing, she named him. And I knew him. Small world.
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