"In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com


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Fan Mail

Yesterday I got a nice little letter from a prominent law firm informing me coldly and condescendingly that there is simply not a place for me in their Firm Family. One line hissed, "Your background and credentials appear impressive." I like that choice of words. It's like they're making a thinly veiled accusation that I somehow fabricated or misrepresented my background and credentials. Like I actually suck, but I sneakily concocted a resume that makes me appear moderately qualified on paper. Well, I can see right through their sleazy lawyer talk, and I'm not going to let it get me down. And to prove it, I'm going to apply to lots more law firms where I'm guaranteed more letters of this type, just to show how well I can take rejection. It will be a fun little demonstration of the toughness of the human psyche.

Sniff.


posted by Bekah at 1:57 PM :: |