1. Not posting the address of the testing site. What, are there going to be signs, like there are downtown here, that say Bar, turn right? This is ridiculous. Now, when I begin to look for hotels in Montgomery, I'm already losing my preferences. This is not a time to force sweet, charming me into a non-smoking room. I also would prefer something slightly more classy than the rat hotel I stayed in in Roanoke.
2. Being in the top 5 of the most difficult bars in the country. No, it's not California, thank goodness. But still! There's no reason to feel so lofty. Can't we just be D.C., which only requires the MBE?
3. Making me find three attorneys in this state who would vouch for my character. How many lawyers do you know? How many do you know well enough to vouch for your character? That was fun.
Yup, kids, it's that time of year again. I get irrational, mean, short, and develop an even finer-tuned ability to destroy someone in 2 words. Beware, and I promise I will try to pay attention to my triggers and not hurt anyone.
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Ah, yes. California is the WORLD'S most difficult bar exam. Hopefully it will make it THAT much more gratifying when I finally pass. 3 has always been my lucky number.
Why say all this? To let you know I appreciate that I'm not alone in my complete and enduring insanity while preparing for the bar. I am so proud of you for facing this again. Lord knows it ain't easy. But it'll be better this time, now that you're focused and in the place where you belong. I guarantee it'll feel better this time too.
You're awesome! Keep it up!
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