Bad Blogger

I'm a very, very bad blogger when I'm home.  Mostly because my real life (yes, I do consider my home life my real life, even though I generally spend more time at school) is very, very busy.  I know it sounds silly, but sometimes I can't even spare 15 minutes in a day to write down my silliest, most fleeting thoughts.  I get up early (5:30 this morning!) and am usually completely exhausted by 10.  I also try to fit in working part time to have a little extra spending money.  Plus, there's Andy, and he's not exactly a sit-on-the-couch-and-play-video-games kind of guy.  (Thank goodness, right?  How much world of warcraft can any self respecting girl handle?)  He's more of a plan-every-single-waking-moment kind of guy.  And I like that.  We're always doing something--probably my favorite thing about him.  But, of course, blogging is not really anywhere on his radar, so I have to snatch a few moments here and there when I can get them.  And right now I've got them, so here goes...

I got a call on Wednesday when I was driving home from school, asking me to come in for a job interview at a firm in Norfolk.  Ummmm---YES!  SCORE!  It was totally unexpected, because this isn't a firm where I know anybody (and career services told me just the other day that sending cold resumes to places where you don't have any connections is not really the best way for success--but I still try).  I don't know these people, or really anything about them, but I am so pumped for this interview.  Today my mom took me shopping and we got some new interview clothes.  Since I have two this week, I'll need to be prepared.

I am so excited!  I also found a great pair of almond-toe patent leather pumps at TJ Maxx--totally a great find.  At New York and Company (which has great sales and coupons), I was able to find all the rest of the stuff I need.  I got two new skirts (a black and a black and ivory printed one), a two pairs of wide leg trouser pants--black and a dark grey. 

You know, I'm not much of a feminist, but...  It really irritates me that I have to wear a skirt to a job interview.  I shouldn't get (or not get) a job based on conformity to old-school gender norms!  I'm a law student who has made it damn near through three years of this crap, isn't that enough for you?  I work hard, I study a lot, I take pride in my work and I will do my damndest not to screw up, but why does that mean I have to wear a skirt?  Old men are sleazy sometimes.  I should be able to be professional and not wear a skirt.  If I wear a skirt (and, believe me, I will), I want it to be because I woke up and decided that's what I want to wear, not because I'm afraid I won't get hired if I don't.

Well, I'm wearing a skirt to my interview.  I really hope it works out.  It would be such an unbelievable relief if I got a job now and could relax until graduation.  It's going to be hard to take and pass the bar, I would appreciate it if I didn't have to look for and interview for jobs in addition to all that. 

Anyway, wish me luck.  The first interview is on Tuesday and then I have one more on Thursday.  Cross your fingers that I will be employed soon.

"Employed."  What a nice word.  Have you ever heard a better one?  Well, maybe.  "Millionaire" is nice too.