Stupid is as stupid does.

So I finally made someone look bad. I've been with my present firm for slightly more than 11 months now and throughout that timeframe, I've grown accustomed to being the village idiot of my practice group (of three). Much of that is because I am only two years removed from law school, while the remainder of the group are partners who have practiced for a combined four decades. But I would not be entirely truthful if I did not admit that a small--bordering on insignificant--portion of my village idiot status may be the result of my intellectual deficiencies. I have a shitty memory. I really do. Party trick: tell me something about yourself the next time I see you. Make sure it's uninteresting, because if not, I may rally what brain cells I have around that fact, and actually succeed in remembering it. Otherwise, wait a few hours, then ask me to recount your tidbit--I won't be able to. For more consistent results, add alcohol. This is a common occurrence at work. As a junior associate, my responsibilities in a given case aren't very sexy--I don't do the majority of the brief writing and I certainly won't be handling argument in court. But I am responsible for having a thorough recollection of the record. With thousands of pages of trial testimony in your typical case, my shitty memory and I are especially ill-suited for that task. But in any case, today I made someone look bad. Maxim for the day--no matter how stoopid you think you are, every dummy has his moment in the sun.