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• kira86 (2008-7-23 21:57:08)

  
  
  “I’m a lawyer! It’s different!”
  “You’re in denial.” She shakes her head.
  “I’m not! Look, we’ve got some big deals on at the firm. I can’t just switch off! Especially not right now. I’m… well, I’m up for partnership at the moment.”
  As I say the words aloud I feel the familiar stabbing of nerves. Partner of one of the biggest law firms in the country. The only thing I’ve ever wanted, ever.
  “I’m up for partnership,” I repeat, more calmly. “They make the decision tomorrow. If it happens, I’ll be the youngest partner in the history of the firm. Do you know how big a deal that is? Do you have any idea—”
  “Anyone can take a couple of hours out,” interrupts Maya. She puts her hands on my shoulders. “Samantha, you’re incredibly nervy. Your shoulders are rigid, your heart’s racing… it seems to me you’re right on the edge.”
  “I’m fine.”
  “You’re a bundle of jitters!”
  “I’m not!”
  “You have to decide to slow down, Samantha.” She looks at me earnestly. “Only you can decide to change your life. Are you going to do that?”
  “Er…well…”
  I stop with a squeak of surprise, as from inside my paper knickers there comes a judder.
  My mobile phone. I shoved it in there along with the BlackBerry and turned it onto VIBRATE so it wouldn’t make a noise.
  “What’s that?” Maya is gaping at my twitching towel. “What on earth is that… quivering?”
  I can’t admit it’s a phone. Not after the BlackBerry.
  “Erm…” I clear my throat. “It’s my special… er… love toy.”
  “Your what?” Maya looks taken aback.
  The phone judders inside my pants again. I have to answer. It might be the office.
  “Um… you know, I’m reaching a bit of an intimate moment right now.” I give Maya a significant look. “Maybe you could… uh… leave the room?”
  Suspicion snaps into Maya’s eyes.
  “Wait a moment!” She peers again. “Is that a phone under there? You smuggled in a mobile phone as well!”
  Oh, God. She looks furious.
  “Look,” I say, trying to sound apologetic. “I know you’ve got your rules and everything, which I do respect, but the thing is, I need my mobile.” I reach under the towel for the phone.
  “Leave it!” Maya’s cry takes me by surprise. “Samantha,” she says, making an obvious effort to keep calm.“If you’ve listened to a single word I’ve said… you’ll switch the phone off right now.”
  
  
  
  
  
  The phone vibrates again in my hand. I look at the caller ID and feel a twist in my stomach. “It’s the office.”
  “They can leave a message. They can wait.”
  “But—”
  “This is your own time.” She leans forward and clasps my hands earnestly. “Your own time.”
  She really doesn’t get it, does she? I almost want to laugh.
  “I’m an associate at Carter Spink,” I explain. “I don’t have my own time.” I flip the phone open and an angry male voice bites down the line.
  “Samantha, where the hell are you?”
  It’s Ketterman. The head of our corporate department. He’s in his late forties and his first name is John, but no one ever calls him anything except Ketterman. He has black hair and steel glasses and gray gimlet eyes, and when I first arrived at Carter Spink I actually used to have nightmares about him.
  “The Fallons deal is back on. Get back here now. Meeting at ten-thirty.”
  Back on?
  “I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I snap the phone shut and look ruefully at Maya. “Sorry.”
  I’m not addicted to my watch. But obviously I rely on it. You would too, if your time was measured in six-minute segments. For every six minutes of my working life, I’m supposed to bill a client. It all goes on a computerized time sheet, in itemized chunks.
  11:00-11:06 drafted contract for Project A
  11:06—11:12 amended documentation for Client B
  11:12—11:18 consulted on point for Agreement C
  When I first started at Carter Spink it freaked me out slightly, the idea that I had to write down what I was working on, every minute of the day. I used to think: What if I do nothing for six minutes? What am I supposed to write down then?
  11:00—11:06 stared aimlessly out of window
  11:06—11:12 daydreamed about bumping into  George Clooney in street
  11:12—11:18 attempted to touch nose with tongue
  But if you’re a lawyer at Carter Spink, you don’t sit around. Not when every six minutes of your time is worth money. If I let six minutes of time tick away, I’ve lost the firm £50. Twelve minutes, £100. Eighteen minutes, £150. And the truth is, you get used to measuring your life in little chunks. And you get used to working. All the time.
  
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• boresome (2008-7-23 21:59:24)

  哈哈，勤快的kira！
  
  夜已深（对于俺来说），明天上班后再看哈。

• kira86 (2008-7-23 22:02:28)

  哈哈，勤快的史努比哈，还是同上次一样，音频有微微的出入哈，

• boresome (2008-7-23 22:11:34)

  哈哈，原来都是如1.1和1.2一样附有音频的（非下载），这样子我就先听完了再睡好了，有音频的话，我的睡虫就被赶跑了。

• kira86 (2008-7-23 22:12:51)

  这整本书都有音频哈，

• boresome (2008-7-23 22:23:11)

  What am 1 supposed to write down then?
  
  呵呵，把I打成了1。
  
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  象Samanth这种“强悍”的律师（1、For every six minutes of my working life, I’m supposed to bill a client. 2、If I let six minutes of time tick away, I’ve lost the firm £50. Twelve minutes, £100. Eighteen minutes, £150。），竟然会在Maya盛怒时“百口莫辩”的样子，有点不可思议。

• kira86 (2008-7-23 22:52:17)

  真强悍，那个也能被你挑出来，在职业的人一些人面前还是会本色回去的，萨曼塔就是比较典型的了

• deanxu (2008-7-25 10:44:12)

  what a nice book. thanks.

• boresome (2008-7-25 11:21:08)

  勤快的Kira，请问何时更新？谢谢谢谢谢谢！

• magicfish (2008-7-25 11:49:41)

  哦，耶！太喜欢了。。。

• yzgylynette (2008-7-25 14:35:01)

  谢谢，上次都没下载到

• qjqmj123 (2008-7-25 15:57:37)

  期待继续。。。

• tanitan (2008-7-25 20:32:54)

  很不错呀～～

• windercn (2008-7-25 21:17:04)

  确实不错，感谢分享！

• understanding (2008-7-26 07:25:38)

  thank you very much

• liting123 (2008-7-26 07:54:38)

  听到好舒服

• helenayf (2008-7-26 11:16:05)

  听说笔记详细得很，来瞧瞧

• 大兜 (2008-7-26 13:23:52)

  非常感谢楼主

• surfer (2008-7-26 18:09:12)

  谢谢！可以一边看一边听～ 太方便了，

• zwwcqu (2008-7-26 22:03:45)

  一天半小时，就好。长些就好。两节有些不够过瘾啊。