Well, I thought I’d have something new going on by now…and I don’t.
STILL waiting to hear what’s going on with the job in the Islands-basically playing phone tag for a whole week. Annoying. But I’m trying to stay positive-which, it turns out, is a lot easier said than done after a year of nothing but discouraging news heading my way. Hopefully I’ll know more in the next few days.
In other news-I have now seen old insurance policies for Kiefer Sutherland, Steve Jobs, Desi Arnez Jr. and C. Thomas Howell. This is really the most exciting thing that happens at my document review job. It’s all I have for entertainment. Sad, isn’t it?
Two quickie updates:
1) Today I went through old insurance policies and came across Kiefer Sutherland’s auto insurance policy from 1990. My brush with fame. I now know his driving record from 1990. WOW.
2) I was offered a summer law clerk position in the Virgin Islands. A trial run of sorts so that all involved can decide if it’s a good fit (all meaning me, the firm and the island). I need to get more details, but I’m thinking this could be good news- my way out of a career full of dusty cardboard boxes. It’s not an offer for a forever job yet, but it’s a start. A dust-free start.
I have started my life as a document reviewer. Wow. Wow. Wow.
It really is as horrible as everyone makes it out to be. But way worse. Way way worse. And why? For many reasons really, but mainly because it’s a paper document review-a paper document review with the bulk of the papers dating back to the 70s and 80s. And old documents= old dust. We really do wear gloves and face masks to deal with the massive amounts of dust accompanying these old documents. It’s a very glamorous job. So glamorous in fact that someone even came across a dead, petrified bird in a box on Friday. A fairly typical job hazard for new attorneys, yes?
Also, the people on the job make me feel even better about the situation. Remember that old Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer claymation movie? If so, do you remember the Island of Misfits from the movie? I work on that island–although it’s not a tropical island locale, it’s a large room in a boring ol’ office building chock full of misfits. Which at least provides for some entertainment. But at the same time it makes me question how I am perceived through others’ eyes…am I too a major social misfit? Probably. Thankfully, I’m assigned a seat by some normalish people so we can be snarky and bitter while we “work” (i.e. go through old dusty papers for 8 hours).
But, all in all, I am a LOT happier. So, even though it is horrible work and much worse than I ever expected it to be, I am enjoying my life a whole lot more now than I was a few months ago. I much prefer crappy document review work to working for a jerk who makes life miserable for everyone. A no drama work place means that I can come home and completely forget about the day. A career it is not, but it is not a bad stop-over…as long as I don’t develop black lung from the dust.
I have been sleeping on top of my comforter for three weeks. No sheets on my bed. Do you really expect me to blog when I’m living in these conditions?
I think I’ll get back into the swing of things (i.e. complaining about my “new job” as a document reviewer) after Memorial Day weekend. I think my first priority should be sleeping on sheets again.
Well, I’m back from the island and back in the job search for the time being (still no definitive word on how the long island interview was actually received). What fun. And what do I come back to? An e-mail reminding me that I’ll be dealing with very dusty boxes in two days when I go in for the training. Woot?
I’m packing for the island right now and I’m facing a packing dilemma. Do I really have to wear a suit to an interview in tropical climates? I’m guessing yes, but I really wish the answer was no. I hate wearing the lawyer’s uniform (navy or black suit-nothing flashy or distinguishing at all).
I think I have to take an open air cab (i.e. sit in the back of a pickup truck) to the interview. In a suit. With heels. There is no doubt that I’m in for a memorable experience.
I just found out that I have a job interview tomorrow-before I leave for the tropical interview. Good stuff. I go to all interviews, I take all interviews. I am desperate.
But the really good news is that this interview is for a firm that actually does stuff that I’m interested in! Woot. These little gems don’t come around every day. I don’t have to feign interest-how new and different!
One potential roadblock-and it’s a big one. I looked at the website to scope out the attorney I’ll be interviewing with tomorrow. He looks like this:
Only with more hair, better teeth and clothed. The eyes are pretty dead-on.
Should be interesting.