Another conversation with the old person:
Old Person: So what do you do at your job? Do you run the typewriter?
Me: No, I use a computer. I do legal research and writing. On a computer.
Old Person: So you just do paperwork?
Me: Not exactly. I look up cases and other legal information on the internet, and I draft opinions and stuff like that.
Old Person: That's kind of weird. When nurses go to nursing school, they practice doing the kinds of things they'll do as nurses, but you're just doing paperwork, which isn't what lawyers do.
Me: Actually, lawyers do a lot of legal research and writing like I do.
Old Person: Well, lawyers talk a lot. Are you sure you can be a lawyer? You'll have to talk a lot more if you become one.
Me: It kind of depends on what kind of law I decide to practice. Many lawyers spend a fair amount of time sitting in their offices and doing legal research and writing, not talking.
Old Person: Well I think you should become a paralegal. Then you wouldn't need to talk.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
but only in my dreams
In the past few days, I have dreamed that I have done the following things:
1) taken my little sister to see Ursula, the sea witch, so she could get a Snickers bar;
2) produced a musical about seasonal depression;
3) run through a hurricane to try to stop my fellow physician from taking a performance-enhancing drug that he thought was innocuous, but which I had discovered would cause his skin to rot and fall off; and
4) become a really good driver.
1) taken my little sister to see Ursula, the sea witch, so she could get a Snickers bar;
2) produced a musical about seasonal depression;
3) run through a hurricane to try to stop my fellow physician from taking a performance-enhancing drug that he thought was innocuous, but which I had discovered would cause his skin to rot and fall off; and
4) become a really good driver.
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