Talking Down

Besides filing frivolous lawsuits, attorneys are also notorious for their arrogance; they consistently talk down to people because "they went to law school".

I've seen it firsthand through guest speakers at my school. The arrogance, the know-it-all persona, the cocky way they hold themselves. It's ugly, unattractive, and quite honestly, very stupid.

My father recently invited me to a business breakfast where business men and women gathered to refer business to one another. Towards the end of the meeting, an accountant stood up and began talking about my father in front of the 20 people that were present.

She praised my father for his cordial attitude and kindness that he consistently carries everywhere he goes. She told horror stories of attorneys that she deals with on a daily basis and how negatively they treat her.

She then stated that she looks forward to speaking with my father because she knows it will be a pleasant conversation.

I have the privilege of knowing my dad first hand, so I've always had a close-up view of his calm demeanor. But it was fascinating to see someone notice the difference in how my father chooses to conduct his business and contrast it with the "norm" of the legal world.

My hope is that I can carry on his tradition of treating clients and colleagues with the proper respect.

Big Boy Pants

By the time a law student reaches their third year, they're expected to know a few things. Being called on to brief a case the first night of class shouldn't come as a surprise, as it did for one of my close friends last night.

The professors know that you know the drill, and they're more than happy to jump in feet first and blast off within the first 10 minutes of the first class

Third year looks like it will be pretty action packed. I've got mountains of work to do, and I'll admit I thrive on the challenge of getting it all done every week.

I don't think it will be as much of a mental challenge as it will be a time management challenge this year. That's not to say the coursework is easy, which in law school it never is. It's just that now we're learning mostly niche areas of law, a kind of fine-tuning for lawyering if you will.

It feels good to be back in the groove and sweating it out again. I got my big boy pants on again...

Landing a legal career: low and slow

The good news: I'm finding plenty of available relevant jobs to apply for.
The bad news: The legal world seems to move at a snails pace when it comes to hiring.

There are a few awesome job opportunities that are developing right now. But they are taking time to develop. So I'm waiting. And waiting.

Third year begins next week, so technically this is my last weekend of freedom for a while. I'm sure this blog will start to shift focus to my third year studies.

Short and sweet today!

Prospects and Pencil-Breaking

I'm officially done with craigslist job postings. It seems that almost everytime I apply for a "legit" job, I get a spam email within the next 24 hours. Aside from that, there is a potential good opportunity in the works.

I'm constantly reminding myself that this job search will take some time. I keep wanting to press the accelerator, while it seems everything around me is pressing the brake pedal. I think I've pretty much conquered this situation mentally. It took about 2 weeks to settle into reality and comes to grips and peace with what happened.

There's a still small voice that reminds me that in the grand scheme that is my life, this is simply a small plateau.

In things more relevant to the origins of this blog, I have a mock bar exam on Saturday. It covers all the material I've learned thus far during my first 2 years. All we're required to do is simply take it. They reveal the names of those who pass it. Classes past have only had a small handful of people pass, so I'm not really going all out for it.

I'm not excited that 7 hours of my Saturday will be spent head-scratching and pencil-breaking.

For now, I'm patiently waiting to see how God pans out a very positive prospective job. I'll keep you updated as things progress.

-Jesse