The automatic doors open and the warmth of the store mixes with the chilly evening air and I can now smell the freshly waxed linoleum floors and that smell of plastic and electronics that always hung in the air at Toys R' Us.

We walk past the rows of pogs and make it to the N64 display. It's a miracle -- no one is playing it! I grab the controller and scroll through the demo games I can try.

My parents are standing behind me and mention that we'll get some dessert on the way home. They also let me know that this will be my Christmas present if I get another good report card.

The game loads and I start to wonder why the counterparty can't turn a proper fucking redline and instead insists on scanning his hand markups. I know my client will never accept this one-way indemnification section and the opposing counsel is a complete asshole so this is going to be fun. I can't believe it's already 9pm and I've done nothing but work today. I'm going to be wasting my life as a piece of shit lawyer until I'm an old man having accomplished nothing worthwhile.

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