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• Author: Lindsay Cameron
• Profession: Corporate attorney
• Pages: 271-274

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A    items t into one banker’s box—my diplomas,

three framed pictures, and various toiletries. I bagged up the Seam-

less rations that lled my shelves and donated them to Henderson’s

Bodega—twenty-four granola bars, eighteen Diet Cokes, eleven bot-

tles of water, nine bags of M&Ms, and three boxes of cereal. Some

night soon a weary associate was going to need a caeine and sugar

x and would get it from my provisions. I silently hoped that the

winning lottery ticket would come from the proceeds. Everything

else went into a giant recycling bin that seemed to magically appear

outside my oce minutes aer I had walked out of Ben’s.

Ben had been surprised when I told him I had to respectfully

decline the StarCorp secondment. His surprise turned to irritation

when I told him I was also resigning from F&D. ere wasn’t any

dramatic “take this BlackBerry and shove it.” I simply thanked him

for the opportunity and gave my two weeks’ notice.

“You’re making an irreparable mistake,” Ben snarled. “If you pull

out of this race, there’s no way to reach the nish line.”

I wanted to tell him that the race he was running was unwinna-

ble. Biglaw was like a perpetual marathon, where someone from the

sidelines passed you a Dixie cup of water that you swigged, crumpled

up, and tossed back. You could be sustained, but you’d never be ful-

lled. “I’m okay with that,” I replied condently.

Perhaps thinking that I was going to grab a megaphone and lead

a mutiny of Biglaw associates everywhere, Ben had rejected my oer

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