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  1. lech, these homeboys does some regulatory filing here & there, some vendor agreement reviews, customers sales contract reviews, some internet surfing, some bullshitting with the chinaman and “see you tommorrow”. not bad at all and I think they pull in 200k

  2. CGar!

    I wanted to be an architect too. That is all I dreamt about when I was a kid. Then, sometime before college, someone convinced me that engineering was the way to go. The funny thing is that even though this was one of the most momentous points of my life, I can’t remember who convinced me, nor the specific incident. I just remember it happening.

    I’ve been pretty happy in engineering, though I would have done civil engineering if I had to do it over again. I like being around big construction projects (in case you haven’t noticed).

  3. Thanks…unfortunately, I no longer live in Brooklyn…got relocated to the wonderful City of Chicago about a year ago. Now I get to live vicariously through Brownstoner.com I’ll have to phone in that round of shots.

  4. M4L, don’t compare in-house counsel to big law. Also, if you look at my per hour rate based on my yearly salary and how much I actually work and compare it to most big law lawyers (a not even big law ones), I’ll end up making more than them per hour. Of course I am excluding partners and very senior associates from that equation (which btw I wouldn’t be smart or determined enough to get to).

  5. “I read or heard somewhere that a high percentage of lawyers are not happy with their chosen profession.”

    Yeah – most of us knew that but suffer from the “I thought it would be different for me” syndrome.

  6. m4l, I was born to be an architect. As a kid, I built elaborate Lego houses, balsa wood houses for school projects, plastic houses & buildings for my train set, and I drafted elaborate floor plans on graph paper, instead of using the graph paper for whatever its intended purpose was.

    My father squashed that career like a bug, starting when I was 5 and continuing for the next 18 years.

    A rare vivid childhood memory: Sitting in the front seat of his car (no seatbelt or car seat mind you), driving south on I-95, crossing over the Yankee Doodle Bridge from Westport to Norwalk.

    My dad said, “CGar, what do you want to be when you grow up?”

    I said, “I want to be an architect.”

    To which my dad, replied, “But, CGar, you can’t be an architect. You won’t make any money. You have to go to law school.”

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