I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell. Tucker Max

their position: I acted like a drunk retard and they couldn’t tolerate my potential liability. What could I expect them to do? Pat me on the back and get me a hooker and some beer? That would be pretty cool, though. Seriously, I hold no ill will toward them. I probably would have done the same thing had I been in their position, and some jerk-off had come in acting like me.

      I often get asked if I regret what I did. I’m never exactly sure how to answer that; I mean, yes I would have liked to have kept making $2,400 a week for the summer, but in the end, it was probably the best thing for me. I hated being a lawyer, but the money was so good, I don’t know if I would have ultimately had the courage to quit on my own. I would have just languished in a job I hated, doing just enough to get by, and would become bitter and disillusioned, like almost every lawyer I know. So instead I did the immature thing and forced the issue, leaving the decision up to Fenwick, and they made it for me. Oh well…what can you do?