Can we please be objective? -- #721
It's Monday morning, around 8:00, cold and rainy, and I'm driving west toward school, listening to Belle and Sebastian, thinking to myself, "I should just keep driving." Drive straight past the school, out of the state, looting my checking account every 300 miles and eventually losing the scent of my creditors. Settle out west, somewhere near Portland, in a shady logging camp where no one asks any questions. Maybe kill a drifter or two on the way. Anyone else have these thoughts from time to time? Anyone? Just me?
Of course I go to class, but on the way I stop at the post office for my mail. You know that you're in law school when you get rejection letters from employers that you don't even remember applying to. They could literally send out preemptive rejection letters -- "we know you didn't apply, but just in case you're thinking about it, the answer is no" -- and we'd just have to take it. There are very few people on the planet with lower self-worth than a jobless third-year law student in T.S. Eliot's cruelest month. The hierarchy looks something like this:
6. Death row prison inmates with no pending appeals
5. Infantile fetishists that pay people to change dookie in their diapers
4. People being paid to change dookie in the diapers of infantile fetishists
3. Man being interviewed by Chris Hansen
2. Jobless third-year law students
1. Chicago Bears quarterbacks
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Thanks for writing this.
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