No, it's not another post on reality TV. The New Yorker has an article on a law clerk (with whom I apparently went to school) at Skadden Arps who nearly ruined his law career after accidentally sending the following email to the entire underwriting group: "I'm busy doing jack shit. Went to a nice 2hr sushi lunch today at Sushi Zen. Nice place. Spent the rest of the day typing e-mails and bullshitting with people.'" Continues: "Jonas did, unfortunately, have a bit of work to take care of (corporate-finance deal; yawn), so he needed to 'peruse these materials and not be a fuckup.' But he couldn't complain; he was, after all, a summer associate. He signed off, 'So yeah, Corporate Love hasn't worn off yet...But just give me time.'" [Gratuitous addendum: In a metafilter.com discussion of the article, one participant responds to a poster complaining that his philosophy degree is underappreciated: "What did you think...you were going to get recruited by a big, white shoe philosophy firm?"]
Oops [New Yorker]