By Jordan Gerber, Esq.
I generally detest lawyer networking events. I know, I know. Probably not the best opening line for an article posted on a site whose readership includes attorneys, but hear me out. Now, I don’t want to go as far as quoting Groucho in saying that I have no interest in joining any club that would accept me as a member; but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel like Rodney Dangerfield walking into the dining room of Bushwood every time I attend one of these soirees.
When I first started my practice and was attending enough of these events that I began to develop a pallet for Sutter Home and spinach phyllo, I found myself feeling like I was trapped in a scene from Groundhog’s Day. Allow me to set the stage: