Page 43 of Don't Quit the Day Job

"No way," she says. "Are you for real?"

"Yeah. I was like, these aren't work hours and you can't tell me what to do."

"You did not say that."

"No, I didn't actually say that in those particular words, but I think he got the hint based on what I did say."

"Lila, you can't speak to your new boss that way."

"I'm not planning on staying there long. I think I just need to get a couple of paychecks because I'm making so much money. Then I can buy a couple of pieces of furniture and then really focus on my acting."

"A couple of paychecks?" she says. "What does that mean?"

"Girl, I don't think I'm going to last working for him, and I don't even know that I actually like the work. We met with one of the clients today that we’re supposed to be taking care of through his divorce from his wife, and he was such a jackass and he was hitting on me and he was the biggest slime ball, and I was just thinking to myself, you're going to represent that douche bag? I don't want to be a part of that."

There's silence on the phone.

"Hello? Are you there, Zara?"

"Yeah, I'm here, but you do realize most people who need attorneys are slime balls, right?"

"No," I say. "Most people that need attorneys are not slime balls. Maybe most people that need criminal attorneys are slime balls."

Zara giggles. "Oh, yeah, you're right. For some reason, I was thinking of Law and Order: SVU and everyone that needs an attorney on that show is an asshole."

"Well, you mean a defense attorney. If they're with the prosecution?—"

"Yeah. Yeah. You know what I mean, Lila."

"I do. I don't know Max. Obviously, I just got this job and obviously, I don't know the law that well, but I would think that if I was an attorney I would want to work with and for people that I respect. And just because Jack Whittington has a lot of money doesn't mean that he should…" I pause. "Oh my gosh. I hope I didn't just break the Hippocratic Oath."

"What?" Zara says.

"Isn't that that the oath that they take as attorneys to keep your mouth shut?"

"One, doctors take the Hippocratic Oath, girl."

"Oh, yeah," I say, giggling.

"And two, Lila, you're not an attorney. So you wouldn't have taken any oath."

"I know, but I work for an attorney and I feel like maybe the client information should be confidential. I mean, it's not like Max told me I can't tell anyone, but I assume I can't tell anyone."

"It's not like I'm the New York Post or the National Enquirer, but yeah, I wouldn't go blabbing your mouth," Zara says, laughing. "You do want to get a couple of paychecks, right?"

"Yep. I looked at the paycheck schedule and I don't even think I have to be there a month to get my first two paychecks, and then I will be like, ‘sayonara bitches’." I giggle.

"There's no way you're going to say that to your boss."

"I don't know, but he's a jerk."

"He's a jerk, huh?"

"He's a jerk with the biggest sparkling blue eyes I've ever seen, and?—"

"So he's got blue eyes, does he?"

"Yes, he's hot and yes, if I'd met him in other circumstances, I would bang him all night long. I'm not going to lie. He has got a body that could give Magic Mike a run for his money."

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