In about 45 minutes I have to go be screened for drug use. I've never taken a drug test before, and it's stirring up all sorts of thoughts. The first is the belief I've had all along, that drug testing is immoral and should be illegal. The second is that going to this place and assuming the position makes me feel like I'm guilty when I know I'm not. I wonder if anyone I know is going to see me go into this office and know why I'm there. I think that even taking this test could ruin my reputation. I think that unless there's good cause to believe that I might be using, I shouldn't be subjected to this.
It makes me not want the job, really, because walking in and knowing that I'm suspect and untrustworthy by virtue of the fact that I want this job frustrates the hell out of me.
So, wish me luck. Not for the test, silly, I'll pass unless they're testing for excessive consumption of string cheese, but that I can get past being angry about having my rights violated.
Yeah, I know, all you bar applicants and passers, no state action = no violation of rights. But doesn't it feel like a violation anyway?
And PS - I can live with the liquid screening, but there's no way someone's putting a needle in my arm without a warrant.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Dear Hillary
Dear Hillary,
Please don't quit. Please, please. You are the only candidate who makes sense. I watched an interview on 60 Minutes with John tonight. Although he does have some strong ideas, there are more of yours which determine that you are the better choice.
One: He plans to reunite the Republican party. You plan to unite the nation.
Two: He thinks health care should be individual. You know it should be universal.
I saw Barack on the news as well. Please don't quit.
One: Barack is flippant. You are realistic.
Two: You're right, he talks about the dreamy future. You realize and discuss the here and now.
Please don't quit. Don't leave us; we need you. I know that I don't have the money to help you as much as I want, but I wish I did, and I believe in you.
Dear Hillary, if I can do anything to make this happen for you, I will be proud to serve.
All the best,
Christine
PS - As long as the media continues to refer to you by your first name, I will do the same for the other contenders. But that's my own determination.
Please don't quit. Please, please. You are the only candidate who makes sense. I watched an interview on 60 Minutes with John tonight. Although he does have some strong ideas, there are more of yours which determine that you are the better choice.
One: He plans to reunite the Republican party. You plan to unite the nation.
Two: He thinks health care should be individual. You know it should be universal.
I saw Barack on the news as well. Please don't quit.
One: Barack is flippant. You are realistic.
Two: You're right, he talks about the dreamy future. You realize and discuss the here and now.
Please don't quit. Don't leave us; we need you. I know that I don't have the money to help you as much as I want, but I wish I did, and I believe in you.
Dear Hillary, if I can do anything to make this happen for you, I will be proud to serve.
All the best,
Christine
PS - As long as the media continues to refer to you by your first name, I will do the same for the other contenders. But that's my own determination.
Employed!!
I got the job at the bank. I think I'm going to enjoy working there. The only hoop left is the drug test. Assuming I've managed to stay away from weed, coke, meth, opiates (can't think of a good street name), and PCP, I'm good to go.
Unless the cat has been secretly drugging me at night, I figure I'm employed. I'm so excited! I really got a great first impression of my boss and another loan processor. The boss strikes me as a hold-no-punches, no-drama kind of woman, and I think the other guy and I will be OK. And, you know, if nothing else, at least I won't be a glorified telemarketer anymore. God speed to those who do that job. It really isn't for me.
So, assuming the test results come back quickly, I'll be working Thursday.
Unless the cat has been secretly drugging me at night, I figure I'm employed. I'm so excited! I really got a great first impression of my boss and another loan processor. The boss strikes me as a hold-no-punches, no-drama kind of woman, and I think the other guy and I will be OK. And, you know, if nothing else, at least I won't be a glorified telemarketer anymore. God speed to those who do that job. It really isn't for me.
So, assuming the test results come back quickly, I'll be working Thursday.
Monday, March 10, 2008
MPRE-Free!
Just 2 days past the MPRE and I feel better already. I couldn't believe that a) I had to take the damn thing again and b) it snowed and iced in Birmingham that morning. Now, I do know how to drive in snow, but Alabama has no idea how to handle it. The best part was watching the local news, ands during the live feed from the freeway, there were 2 accidents in about 2 minutes. I could almost see the anchors high-fiving each other, so thrilled to get the footage, and reassuring themselves that their jobs are secure. It's like watching the Weather Channel during hurricane season. Those folks get seriously stoked.
I have an interview tomorrow with a bank's mortgage department. Please keep all you've got crossed, as this job is full time and pays better. It also ends a little before the bar, so it would be perfect.
Oh, did I tell you about a co-worker at the MDA who found out that I'm studying for the bar. She went from looking at me like I was a waste of space to being my best friends. She pretty much interviewed to be my office manager once I have my own business going. It was thoroughly entertaining.
It's Pace Paper season again. My mom makes her seniors write a thesis about a person who influenced the world. Pretty vague, but we usually get one or two good papers. One of the kids is writing about the positive sides of Stalin. Believe me, I've seen worse. I've read more papers about how Hitler wasn't all that bad than I care to admit. The general argument is that Hitler made the trains run on time. This may be true, but where were those trains going?
The problem is that this Stalin-writing kid is plagiarizing like nobody's business. I mean, I consider myself a decent writer and I couldn't come up with the stuff. So, do I call her on it or just let her fail? Today I'm torn between feisty and cheerful so I definitely shouldn't be the one to make that decision.
I have an interview tomorrow with a bank's mortgage department. Please keep all you've got crossed, as this job is full time and pays better. It also ends a little before the bar, so it would be perfect.
Oh, did I tell you about a co-worker at the MDA who found out that I'm studying for the bar. She went from looking at me like I was a waste of space to being my best friends. She pretty much interviewed to be my office manager once I have my own business going. It was thoroughly entertaining.
It's Pace Paper season again. My mom makes her seniors write a thesis about a person who influenced the world. Pretty vague, but we usually get one or two good papers. One of the kids is writing about the positive sides of Stalin. Believe me, I've seen worse. I've read more papers about how Hitler wasn't all that bad than I care to admit. The general argument is that Hitler made the trains run on time. This may be true, but where were those trains going?
The problem is that this Stalin-writing kid is plagiarizing like nobody's business. I mean, I consider myself a decent writer and I couldn't come up with the stuff. So, do I call her on it or just let her fail? Today I'm torn between feisty and cheerful so I definitely shouldn't be the one to make that decision.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Surveys, etc.
My friend M. occasionally posts surveys on his MySpace page, and back before MySpace existed, would sometimes send emails to friends with surveys. I love those surveys, the ones that ask the most random questions about my life, ranging from my sheet color to my favorite color. The most recent one I answered was about my senior year of high school. I have to admit that I do not know the mascot of my high school, and I don't even know if it has an alma mater. I do remember my prom date though!
Despite my amazing lack of funds, I've found myself digging deep to contribute the Hillary's campaign. I love me some Hillary. I really, really want her to be the next president. My worst fear would be a race between McCain and Obama, because I wouldn't know what to do. I'm a confirmed Democrat, but I just don't see the appeal of Obama. And in the 2004 election, once Wes Clark dropped out, I could have conceivably voted for McCain, but now is different. I really hope Hillary can keep up this momentum. I have to admit to giggling as I was reading my Newsweek and scanning over the Op/Ed articles about how Hillary should drop out. Makes me happy to see the pundits proved wrong.
I just got done re-reading the Codes of Professional and Judicial Responsibility in the wake of Saturday's test. I cannot imagine how embarrassed I would be if I didn't pass, after passing it a couple years ago. I doubt it would even be an issue, but it's definitely worth it to review conflicts of interest.
Finally, I called my temp agency this morning and begged, again, for a new assignment. It's not that I can't do my job, it's just that I hate it and I dread going into the office. Luckily for me, this time I got the lady with whom I already had a relationship and not the guy who's been assigned to me. She didn't know how unhappy I was. She asked if I had talked to my guy rep, and I said yes, for 2 Fridays in a row. So let's all keep our fingers crossed that I can get into a nice office administration job.
Despite my amazing lack of funds, I've found myself digging deep to contribute the Hillary's campaign. I love me some Hillary. I really, really want her to be the next president. My worst fear would be a race between McCain and Obama, because I wouldn't know what to do. I'm a confirmed Democrat, but I just don't see the appeal of Obama. And in the 2004 election, once Wes Clark dropped out, I could have conceivably voted for McCain, but now is different. I really hope Hillary can keep up this momentum. I have to admit to giggling as I was reading my Newsweek and scanning over the Op/Ed articles about how Hillary should drop out. Makes me happy to see the pundits proved wrong.
I just got done re-reading the Codes of Professional and Judicial Responsibility in the wake of Saturday's test. I cannot imagine how embarrassed I would be if I didn't pass, after passing it a couple years ago. I doubt it would even be an issue, but it's definitely worth it to review conflicts of interest.
Finally, I called my temp agency this morning and begged, again, for a new assignment. It's not that I can't do my job, it's just that I hate it and I dread going into the office. Luckily for me, this time I got the lady with whom I already had a relationship and not the guy who's been assigned to me. She didn't know how unhappy I was. She asked if I had talked to my guy rep, and I said yes, for 2 Fridays in a row. So let's all keep our fingers crossed that I can get into a nice office administration job.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Payday
Tomorrow is payday! I love payday. I look forward to having normal income. By normal, I mean not temp work. Some day my ship will come in.
In the meantime, I have an interview tomorrow with mortgage guy. The first meeting went well, if a bit brief. This one should be more interesting. By interesting, I mean potentially sketchy. When we talked yesterday, he asked a lot of questions which I artfully dodged. Maybe this whole law school thing will come in handy after all!
Details to come.
In the meantime, I have an interview tomorrow with mortgage guy. The first meeting went well, if a bit brief. This one should be more interesting. By interesting, I mean potentially sketchy. When we talked yesterday, he asked a lot of questions which I artfully dodged. Maybe this whole law school thing will come in handy after all!
Details to come.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Random
Today's thoughts:
I was furloughed for a few days from my job. I had Wednesday until Sunday off. That's OK, for 2 reasons: One, there was nothing else I could do there. Two, I needed the time off to grade papers, do my taxes, and study for the MPRE.
Biggest problem? No one seems to know what furlough means. Hell, I doubt I can spell it. Anyway, it was nice to have a break. Monday I go back to work to try to convince people to spend their time to help others.
Speaking of which, I'm looking forward to Oprah's Big Give. Maybe watching that will make me feel better about calling people.
I did finish my taxes and was disappointed to find out that I get no refund. Well, I didn't have an income last year, but I thought my expenditures would maybe qualify me for a return. And then I remembered, it's an income tax! Without an income, there's nothing going! Still, never hurts to hope.
I was furloughed for a few days from my job. I had Wednesday until Sunday off. That's OK, for 2 reasons: One, there was nothing else I could do there. Two, I needed the time off to grade papers, do my taxes, and study for the MPRE.
Biggest problem? No one seems to know what furlough means. Hell, I doubt I can spell it. Anyway, it was nice to have a break. Monday I go back to work to try to convince people to spend their time to help others.
Speaking of which, I'm looking forward to Oprah's Big Give. Maybe watching that will make me feel better about calling people.
I did finish my taxes and was disappointed to find out that I get no refund. Well, I didn't have an income last year, but I thought my expenditures would maybe qualify me for a return. And then I remembered, it's an income tax! Without an income, there's nothing going! Still, never hurts to hope.
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