Dress Code

My “boss” came into work today wearing quite the outfit: a stone-washed denim shirt that matches his amazing stone-washed denim pants. He is quite the snazzy dresser. He’s been known to wear acid-washed black denim jeans with a rainbow striped shirt. He also has quite the assortment of shirts with his initials embroidered on the shirt pocket. I’m pretty sure that this is anti-theft device, because his shirts are surely one of a kind. He must drive his wife wild.

If I’m to learn a lesson from him on how a “lawyer” dresses, then I’m really in trouble. None of my clothes have my initials on them. Also, I don’t know where I’ll find acid washed jeans for Casual Fridays.

I’m a Winner: Update

My Success as a Career Sweepstakes Winner: 

     1.    Two Tickets to a Special Screening of Adventureland

  • I just got word today that I won these tickets. I go to the show this Thursday. Even if it is not a great movie, it’s free. So it’ll stay on the list no matter what. 

      2.   Tennis or Golf Lessons

  • I totally forgot that I also won 6 tennis or golf lessons through a charity auction that E had to put on as part of her Americorps position. This is exciting. I am terribly uncoordinated and I’ve never really played either sport-so the instructor is in for a challenge. I also have no idea what sport to tackle. I’m leaning towards tennis because golf is a really expensive hobby-and I don’t own plaid pants.

Plan B

After posting the last entry, I realize that I do have a Plan B. It’s incrediably practical. I’m going to win sweepstakes. Tons of them. And maybe the Lotto. If my luck isn’t in finding a job, it’s probaby hiding somewhere else-and I’m thinking sweepstakes might be the trick. In fact, I’ve been working on this Plan B for a few months now. So far, my successes have been limited, but I have had some success.

My Success as a Career Sweepstakes Winner: 

1) Tickets to Oprah:

  • I was able to score two tickets to an Oprah taping. This wasn’t an official sweepstakes, but those tickets are so hard to get that I’ll count it. However, these weren’t tickets to the My Favorite Things taping. In fact, the content of the show was horrifying and scarring (child porn). So maybe this wasn’t a success. I’m crossing it off my list.

Take Two: 

My Success as a Career Sweepstakes Winner: 

  1. Two Tickets to a Special Screening of Adventureland
  • I just got word today that I won these tickets. I go to the show this Thursday. Even if it is not a great movie, it’s free. So it’ll stay on the list no matter what. 

Well, that’s it. Those tickets are all I’ve got so far. But every great career has to start somewhere, right?

Am I a part of some weird Darwinian experiment?

Lately, I’ve been wondering if some sort of evil Darwinian process has been weeding me out of the legal profession. Only the strong survive. Well, I haven’t been feeling so strong lately. In fact, lately I’ve been feeling like the legal profession has decided to chew me up and spit me out. I have been applying to jobs for over a year and a half. I am tired of looking, but what else can I do? I’m getting really worried that I’ll never find the job that I’ve been waiting for. I need to figure out what makes me seem so undesirable as a new associate and fix it asap. Or else….well, I don’t know what I’ll do….I don’t really have a Plan B. 

Almost four years ago, I was excited about starting law school. Now, one year out, I feel as though I’m in the same place I was before I went to law school, but with a whole heck of a lot more debt. I’ve spent the last few months working in the worst possible environment. My boss has been unbearable. The work: oh, how about a long, contentious divorce trial between two really wealthy, spoiled adults. The substance of my job: I’ve spent many days lugging boxes to and fro, filing papers, and doing projects that inevitably are not going to be used for anything. In short, really unfulfilling work that probably could be done by someone who just scraped by and got their GED. Instead, I’ve spent over $100,000 on my education and years of studying to get to this spot smack dab at the bottom of the totem pole. Thankfully, as I noted before, I’ve finally worked up the nerve to put in my two weeks notice. Unfortunately, I’m not leaving this position in the way I had envisioned. I envisioned leaving with a job offer in hand, with the knowledge that a steady paycheck, health insurance and a 401K were just days away. Instead, I’m leaving with the hope and prayer that I’m able to land another super fulfilling temp position. Dare I say that I’m even hoping to find a document review project? Blech. 

The annoying thing is that I really tried to find a solid legal job. I even lowered my standards so much that I interviewed for a position where I’d be doing asbestos defense. I had to lie to the interviewer to tell him that no, I wouldn’t find it hard to do depositions of plaintiffs who are on their death beds due to asbestosis. I’m sure I winced with that lie. It’s both a blessing and a curse that I didn’t get that job. Sure, it would have been a solid paycheck-but that kind of work sounds really awful. The sad thing is that I really wanted that position. Never mind all of the public interest work cluttering up my resume. Apparently, I’m at the point where I’m willing to  help companies screw over the little man. The economy and the lack of a job offer has made me evil. Or desperate. So far the legal profession has shown me that the Darwinian model for the legal profession is: only those without a soul survive.

A Recession Depression

Well, I’ve done it. And by “it”, I mean the most idiotic, irresponsible and financially dangerous thing I’ve ever done. Last Wednesday, during the worst economic recession my generation has ever experienced I decided to put in my two weeks notice at my current temp assignment. The same “temp” assignment I’ve been working on for the last 5 months. The same assignment that has managed to put me into the pits of depression, pushed me into a financial crisis because of the low pay, and made me wake up every morning questioning my decision to be a lawyer. So, I guess you could say that though the decision to give my two weeks notice was indeed the most idiotic, irresponsible and financially dangerous thing I’ve ever done-it was also the one thing I could do to start reclaiming my life, reclaiming my happiness, and hopefully, eventually reclaiming a sense of financial security. We’ll see how it goes. I figure it could go one of two ways: either my decision to leave my current job brings me happiness, an improvement in every facet of my life, and maybe, just maybe,  a real job as an attorney, or in the alternative, I wind up living in a tent city, hanging out with hobos and eating a lot of gruel. Either way-I’m ready for the next chapter of my life. Bring it on.