My guest today is Joe Eliseon. He is looking at you over his glasses because he wants to make direct eye contact with you, dear readers, as he is about to share his interesting history with you.
The well-seasoned old codger looked at me sideways, stroking his clean-shaven chin. “You know, if we hire you, you’ll be the only lawyer in the firm with a beard.”
“What is it?” I asked. “Some sort of hormonal problem?”
Honest to God, I thought it was something in the water.
Times have changed since I was in law school, interviewing for jobs. I grew my beard back then, wanting to do something women couldn’t do, at least not well. Recruiters described a law firm as “casual” and “relaxed” if they allowed you to take off your suit coat on a hot day. The constant, staccato beat of secretaries’ typewriters told the partners they were making money. Big…
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