I don’t lug a giant litigation bag to work every day.
I don’t use couriers to file pleadings.
I don’t have to carry my Bar card to prove I’m a lawyer.
People have heard of my specialization—legal malpractice.
A woman has served as Chief Justice of the Georgia Supreme Court (thank you, Justice Sears!)
I don’t have leased office furniture.
I don’t need a legal secretary.
I don’t use a Day-Timer to organize.
I don’t answer a landline phone…or keep a Rolodex.
I can wear dresses to court instead of suits.
I don’t have to go to my office to work on my computer.
I don’t have to pack a lunch if I don’t have time to eat out (thanks Door Dash!)
I don’t have a drawer full of ink stamps for “Received,” “Urgent,” and every imaginable instruction.
A woman has served as President of the State Bar of Georgia (thank you, Linda Klein!)
I don’t go to the airport to put a package on a Delta Dash flight to get it delivered overnight.
I don’t have to pick up summons forms at the courthouse.
I don’t have to rush to the Court of Appeals to get a pleading filed before they lock the doors at 4:30.
I no longer have a complete set of OCGA volumes and case reporters requiring their own giant space…and budget!
I don’t have a private investigator on retainer just to locate witnesses.
I’m older than some of the judges assigned to my cases.
I don’t have to type envelopes and court forms on a typewriter.
I don’t get asked to type envelopes and court forms by other lawyers(!)
I don’t have a huge monthly payment for a giant leased copier in my law office.
No more Mr. Coffee.
No more Yellow Pages ads.
I don’t have a giant calendar as a desk pad.
I don’t get mistaken for the court reporter at every deposition just because I’m a woman!