About Me

name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


AT THE MOMENT

Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

Mood: The current mood of bbbeans@yahoo.com at www.imood.com

LAWYERS

Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
f/k/a
Lessig Blog
Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground
Jeremy's Weblog
Begging The Question
The Neutral Zone Trap
the imbroglio
Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
In It But Not Of It
WonL
A New Duck
Just Playin'
Res Ipsa Eloquent
How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
IPTAblog
Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
Transmogriflaw

ON THE WAY

Divine Angst
Frequent Citations
Magic Cookie
Knocked Up (and in Law School)
Butterflyfish
Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
No. 634
think like a woman. act like a man.

I READ THESE TOO

the underwear drawer
Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
PostSecret
Overheard in the Office
JD2B

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Jurist
Truth Laid Bear
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ARCHIVES

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Screaming Bean
Thursday, September 14, 2006

Why is that I can never have a normal job searching experience? No, none of my interviews ever come out quite right, though not for a lack of trying on my part. Take yesterday. I arrive a wee bit early, and when I'm brought into the office it turned out to be a conversation not an interview. The attorney talked about the office, what they did (everything), told me what I'd do (everything), and then pretty much said, "So, when can you start?" No talk of benefits, what would happen if I passed the bar/or didn't, just a very low hourly rate and that tomorrow would be good. I found myself scrambling for words. I might be a temp, but I'd have to give notice. That didn't go over well. And that's when it hit me...I wasn't interviewed at all, the plan was merely calling me in to the office to see that I wasn't a freak and offering me the job. Whomever willing to take the wage (and since a misread of my resume made it seem like I wasn't working) and was desperate enough to start tomorrow would get the gig. I bought myself until this morning to decide. Of course, the more I talked about it after the fact, the less I actually wanted the job. When I asked the question as, "If I gave notice tomorrow at work, would I have a job in two weeks?" and really didn't get a straight answer, I had pretty much made my decision. The kicker? When I called this morning to explain my decision...I got an answering machine, not a person. So much for having to have to know by 10:00 a.m. It's back to the drawing board for Beanie.

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