Spoon, stop vibrating!

The dude's an asswipe. I got to the office at the appointed time and the first thing that happens is the receptionist makes me take a typing test and a written basic math/proofreading/filing test (like you do when you register with a temp agency). Finally I meet the guy, and he's a total douche. He spends a lot of the interview talking about how upper class his clients are and how much is expected of his attorneys, then he starts subtly putting me down with comments like "your law career just hasn't really taken off, has it?" --uh, douchebag, one cat 5 hurricane can screw to hell your 10 year career plan. It turns out that apparantly since newly licensed attorneys are such numbnut idiots, he wants to bring on a licensed attorney as a **paralegal** and **if** he is satisfied with their work **as a paralegal** (hey, paralegals rock. However, their skill set is very very different from those of an attorney, and an attorney cannot necessarily just pop into a paralegal position and do a good job. Oh, did I mention that this firm provides no training?), then he'll promote them to attorney. Oh, the starting paralegal salary he mentioned was 32K, and he said basically if I pleased him sufficiently to be promoted to an attorney, I'd get a 6,000 dollar raise.

Dude, I have done salary searches for the new orleans area, and the ****low**** end of the bell curve for "associate attorney I" (a baby atty with 0-3 yrs experience) was listed as 67K, plus bonus.

So yeah, he spent a lot of the interview implying that I was deficient somehow, but would receive no training, and then he lowballed me by 35K. he can kiss this Esquire's ass.

God, I'm pissed. Oh well, at least I'm in new orleans for a few days. I'm gonna make like a native and go to the quarter now and get drunk.

slade--where's my fuckin' knife?