“Consider Lambertson v. United States…where a government meat inspector playfully and without warning jumped on the back of an employee at a meat company, screaming “boo” and pulling the victim’s stocking hat over his eyes, riding him piggyback. As a result, the victim’s face fell forward into a meathook severely injuring his mouth and teeth. The court held the defendant’s action was…an intentional battery.”—TORTS
Yesterday, I was too lazy to figure out what complex bus route I needed to devise in order to get home and avoid the hordes of dangerous people that I am constantly warned about. As the sun went down, I clutched my new, bright purple yoga mat closer to my chest and walked in the general direction of my school. A disheveled (homeless?) man asked me loudly, “What’s that?” I averted my eyes and kept walking. ”A dildo?” He laughed and I heard his fading words as I rushed away, “the way she’s holding it looks like…” So, now I know how to appropriately hold a yoga mat.
Besides this, I also learned some fun things at school. Mostly in Torts and Contracts. Also, in yoga and flamenco class. I think it’s important to do “guilt-free” activities outside of school; that way you can be productive in a non-academic way. As fun as parties and night excursions are, I’m not sure they can justifiably fall under the “networking” (=productive) category. Too bad.
“Words are not pebbles in alien juxtaposition; they have only a communal existence; and not only does the meaning of each interpenetrate the other, but all in their aggregate take their purport from the setting in which they are used…”—NLRB v. Federbush Co., 121 F.2d 954, 957 (2d Cir. 1941) [Contracts]
Today, I went to an LGBT career workshop for the legal market. All the panelists were great—recruiters, career counselors, and lawyers with backgrounds in government, public interest, and litigation. They had a lot of advice and information for us, but what I took away was this: it’s okay/good to work for non-profits/government in school even if you want to end up doing big law (private sector/a.ka. $$$) and it’s okay/good to come out, as long as you are not in any physical danger if you do so. (If you were, why would you want to work there anyway?) I met a couple of interesting people too. One woman I met was born and raised in Siberia and Russia, respectively. Another person I met told my friend and me about what really goes down at Lavender Law, a huge annual conference for the gays & co.. I forget the term he used…horn-something and c*ckshopped. I’m learning so much. Anyway, “networking” apparently takes on a whole new meeting once the drinking starts. It sounds like a lot of fun, whether or not you take advantage of the opportunities to get to know some older lawyers in a more intimate way. Again, I was reminded that lawyers are real people too, complete with relationship drama and Weiner-esque scenarios. Do we ever grow up?
This week was orientation. I loved the overload of information and people. I’ve met over 50 people in the last couple of days. Out of those, I think there’s a strong possibility I’ll be good friends with at least three of them. Yesterday, there was a “networking” event where I had the opportunity to connect with a few of my classmates. One of my new friends had a moment—“We’ll be going through three years together! Do you know we’ll be colleagues? We will be lawyers together! Can you imagine that?” It sounded much more profound when he said it, but in any case, I did feel the same way. These kids dancing away around us will all be future professionals and allies. Lawyers can be fun! If we learn, study, eat, live, party, hang out, with each other for three years, our “unprofessional” personalities are bound to be revealed in a way that will hopefully help rather than harm us.
Even though, as someone said to me today, “they’ve done a good job of scaring us,” no one can quash my enthusiasm for law school. I feel like a giant nerd because I really enjoyed our sample class where we discussed two contract cases. Everyone told me something like, “the discussion was pretty good, despite the material…” and I was thinking, what’s wrong with the material? Wasn’t that interesting to you?
Tonight, thanks to our Section’s facebook group, I met three of my fellow classmates for dinner. I feel pretty good about my academic position, since they haven’t even cracked open the books yet (and furthermore, have no desire to!), but in terms of who will be more successful in the end, I have no idea. Orientation is tomorrow!