One thing that keeps me going some days is thinking about the stuff that Corey does. She's so dang busy, yet she keeps her sense of humour (at least with her journal!) and finds the golden underwear lining her trials. Some of that spirit was with me last week as the doctor (trying not to touch anything lest she ruin the cleanliness of her gloves) directed the nurse as she searched for a new lasso wire. I offered up some commentary which had them both giggling, and my doctor said, "You always have something funny to say and I'm glad to hear it." Which probably means she's glad I didn't lose my temper at having myself in an awkward position for a half hour only to discover there was a glitch in the machinery that would keep me there for another half hour. But think of it, what would losing my temper have done anyway? It's not like I could finish the job myself or something.
My poster looks nice. I turned in my business law paper last night, so my last major project is the paper for my internship class. The paper outlines what I've done, what I wish I'd done and other bits about this past quarter.
When I go into the law firm where I'm interning, my first thought is always, "I don't want to be here." Not an encouraging sign. When I worked for Liz, one of my boyfriends called up every so often and commented that everytime he called, I was laughing when I answered the phone. That's because I loved working there and we were always having fun.
The law firm folks are nice people, and I hope that as things settle down (the ceiling tiles, one of the last bits of construction, were installed this week) I'll feel more a part of the group and its efforts. I feel so guilty watching Chris, my attorney's other paralegal, drown in papers that I can't help with because I don't know the cases and it would take longer for Chris to explain it than for him to do it. There was a rather nice moment yesterday, when one of the partners was teasing me about something and the associate (on whose case we missed a filing deadline) piped up, "Don't scare her away; I like Tracy." I know I could learn a lot there, if only things were more settled. Perhaps this summer will change my perception as I'll be there five days a week. Five days in a row can make one feel a lot more a part of the group as well as increasing my exposure to the legal world.
They are hiring me as 'the receptionist' for the summer, at $10/hour. That's less than I make on unemployment. However, unemployment runs out in June and I'll need something, anything. I notice that the female attorney doesn't wear nylons which is encouraging; I usually never wear them in the summer, but would have felt compelled to if she did. Of course, one of the other female paralegals there shows up in jeans alot, so I shouldn't worry about clothing anyway. :) Another plus is that come August I can mark on my resume that I've worked for one law firm for six entire months, which is six months' experience I hadn't had before. Another plus is that it's on the same side of downtown, albeit up hill, from where Rob works. We could meet for lunch sometimes!
So, it's not perfect but then it's not a perfect world. And as this past year has taught me, you can suffer through anything and come through it with your integrity intact.
My poster looks nice. I turned in my business law paper last night, so my last major project is the paper for my internship class. The paper outlines what I've done, what I wish I'd done and other bits about this past quarter.
When I go into the law firm where I'm interning, my first thought is always, "I don't want to be here." Not an encouraging sign. When I worked for Liz, one of my boyfriends called up every so often and commented that everytime he called, I was laughing when I answered the phone. That's because I loved working there and we were always having fun.
The law firm folks are nice people, and I hope that as things settle down (the ceiling tiles, one of the last bits of construction, were installed this week) I'll feel more a part of the group and its efforts. I feel so guilty watching Chris, my attorney's other paralegal, drown in papers that I can't help with because I don't know the cases and it would take longer for Chris to explain it than for him to do it. There was a rather nice moment yesterday, when one of the partners was teasing me about something and the associate (on whose case we missed a filing deadline) piped up, "Don't scare her away; I like Tracy." I know I could learn a lot there, if only things were more settled. Perhaps this summer will change my perception as I'll be there five days a week. Five days in a row can make one feel a lot more a part of the group as well as increasing my exposure to the legal world.
They are hiring me as 'the receptionist' for the summer, at $10/hour. That's less than I make on unemployment. However, unemployment runs out in June and I'll need something, anything. I notice that the female attorney doesn't wear nylons which is encouraging; I usually never wear them in the summer, but would have felt compelled to if she did. Of course, one of the other female paralegals there shows up in jeans alot, so I shouldn't worry about clothing anyway. :) Another plus is that come August I can mark on my resume that I've worked for one law firm for six entire months, which is six months' experience I hadn't had before. Another plus is that it's on the same side of downtown, albeit up hill, from where Rob works. We could meet for lunch sometimes!
So, it's not perfect but then it's not a perfect world. And as this past year has taught me, you can suffer through anything and come through it with your integrity intact.
posted by Owl Chick at 5/22/2003 07:32:00 AM
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