Speaking of fiduciary matters, I didn't work at all last month but I've already raked in £2000 this month from old jobs that finally paid and booking fees for upcoming work. That's pretty good. I don't have many jobs lined up, though. Just one tomorrow and then that's it for May. A five day case in June, though. That's good. And then a one day case in June.
So assuming that five day case goes ahead...that's £1250 right there. And if a transcript gets ordered, I can retire.
I'm pretty sure that chubby solicitor isn't married. I think she's a couple years younger than me. Nothing crazy. Maybe three years younger. She might have a boyfriend. But in any event, I learned my lesson about pursuing relationships with people you have to work with.
It's not uncommon for these women to be single, though. You might think, "Okay, she's not particularly attractive but she must make a lot of money...surely she can find somebody." No. It seems that they can't.
It's not for a lack of desire. They're there doing these child custody cases and I hear them talk during the breaks, lamenting the fact that they don't have children and are unlikely ever to have children. The problem is that their standards are too high. Hey, I'm a big important solicitor, I shouldu be able to find a hot guy. No, hot guys are looking for hot women.
It's amazing the barriers people put up between themselves and happiness. Just drop your standards and find a decent guy. Maybe he doesn't have big sexy muscles, maybe he's working at Tesco, maybe he's not terribly interesting, whatever. You can still have a nice life, have some children, et cetera.
Instead, they're holding out for that chubby-chasing doctor/underwear model who likes women in their mid-30s. It can happen. But the most likely result of pursuing this strategy is a lifetime of loneliness.
I was checking out my WhatApp today and some girl I went out with a few years ago posted a picture of her with what I assume is her baby. Good for her. I think she was the only white English woman I ever went out with. I wasn't into her so didn't offer to go out a second time. She was a rather reserved woman and not really a looker. Worked as an editor.
So that's good. She did better than most of these women I went out with. And I bet that she would have gone out with me again. Her standards weren't unrealistic. Mine were. That's why she's found somebody.
