Top of the Class
Once upon a time, I knew a lawyer's son who went off on a mission from God.
We'll break here for more important things. In the meantime, I graduated from high school at the top of my class, graduated from a bachelor's program at the not-top of my class, and did some neat, important stuff in a small town with hills all around. Almost a decade passed, and I took up the study of law. And wouldn't you know, it--the lawyer's son was also at the same school. He'd done his thing, and the world was still evil and horrible, but at least he felt better. Hey, I can relate to that.
We hit it off as famously as one would expect a devout religious person and an undecided person to do--to wit, nothing hit, either way. Anyway, he was just someone from an old life, and I was determined to coast through law school with my sanity and morals intact. We don't talk much.
I just found out that this lawyer's son is at the top of his law class. I, on the other hand, am strictly in the middle of mine.
Suddenly, I'm jealous. That's not exactly conducive to my plan of being the C student that becomes a district court judge.
Help me! I don't want to get caught up in the game!
posted by Jason | 1:43 PM
1 Comments:
I just take pleasure in the (proven) fact that while many of my higher-ranked, highly graded classmates are merely experts at regurgitating phrases, I actually know what these phrases mean. If you want to feel better, I'd suggest trying to have a discussion about law by applying it to a case that you didn't read in class. One of my co-workers who is going to be clerking for a judge after graduation (and presumably did well in evidence) still does not understand the concept of what hearsay is outside of "Person X told Person Y..." I'm on my third try in telling her how a situation in a case we're working on is hearsay. Classic hearsay.
(btw: damn you for not letting me post completely anonymously)
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