R-E-S-P-E-C-T, find out what it means to… lawyers.

So last week I heard this story from a former classmate of mine. It is something she had to go through during her first year as a lawyer.

Tony Stark: I am very upset. How come you all keep changing my appointment? Your colleague ah. Very terrible! I must complain!

Maria Ozawa: I apologise. There was a problem with your Letter of Offer.

Tony: Rubbish. Do you know who I am? Did you Google me before you came to meet me today?

Maria: Err… no?

Tony: Hmph! Let me tell you. I am the CEO of Stark Industries. I have an iron suit at home and I am not afraid to use it. *hands over his namecard*

Maria: … oh… okay…

Tony: You please go back and tell your colleague who I am. I do not appreciate such treatment!

Maria: Okay… sorry again.

Tony: Anyway. I wanted to ask. Can I turn my unit into an entertainment place?

Maria: No you can’t. It is a residential property.

Tony: Who say cannot? Do these people know who I am?

Maria: I doubt it.


Maria: Okay…

Tony: Anyway. I will speak to him. I might want to open a bar. Do you want to work for me? You look like the type.

I shit you not, that happened. (Okaylah maybe not the part where he owned an iron suit.)

It’s amazing how some people can be so arrogant to the extent that they think it is okay to insult someone to that level. It doesn’t matter who you are — learn to respect others.

Yes, you may be rich and own an iron suit and all, but that does not mean everyone is going to respect you. Respect is earned. It cannot be bought (maybe can lah for some — those are the people who cannot be saved anymore).

Your level of income is not a ticket to be a douche to others who are not earning as much as you are.

At the end of the day, you are going to need help from those people who you now think are beneath you. Your clerk, your secretary, your cleaner, heck even your tea lady! Everyone is as important as you are. They all have a family who looks up to them. You do not have the right to insult someone’s mother / father / brother / sister / wife / husband / grandmother / grandfather / okayenough.

If you don’t see anything wrong with the conversation above, then please by all means, go jump off a cliff.

If you want to share your stories with me, please email me at [email protected]. I would be more than happy to work with you to bring that hamster down! (I don’t know why I used hamster. Poor hamster.) We will communicate via email because my manager says I am still unfit to meet people. WE CAN MAKE THIS WORK!

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