Jeremy's Weblog

I recently graduated from Harvard Law School. This is my weblog. It tries to be funny. E-mail me if you like it. For an index of what's lurking in the archives, sorted by category, click here.

Friday, July 09, 2004

The following post has been partially redacted by my employer.

So, it was just another day today at [--------]. I sat in on a conference call between [--------], a partner in the [--------] group known for being [--------], [--------], and very [--------], and our client, [--------] Corporation, a multi-national (France, the U.S., and [--------]) conglomerate that sells [--------], [--------], and extra-large [--------]. During the call, which was held in conference room [--------], the lawyers drank [--------] and [--------], although I just had [--------] from the [--------]. It lasted [--------] minutes. The client wanted the firm's advice about [--------], [--------], and cheating the government out of [--------]. But it turned out that in fact, the CEO of the firm, [--------] [--------], had [--------] someone with a semi-automatic [--------]. He [--------] instantly. But he fled to [--------], a small island off the coast of [--------], opened up a secret [--------] account, and now wants the firm to defend him. Also, we found out that the Vice President of Marketing is a child molester, but he's only done it [--------] times.