You know what tempts me, above all other things, to just give in and go for being a corporate lawyer? It's not the money, although I must say, I do fantasise these days of that arcane concept of receiving wages for services rendered. No, the money is not the thing. It is the ease of it. The way I could just sit down for a day and do a stack of applications and answer truthfully and in heartfelt fashion about what a wonderful corporate lawyer I would make, and I could send them off and if I got a job I'd get it and if I didn't I wouldn't and it would be, at least, simple. Instead, I realise more and more that there are no public lawyers, there are no criminal lawyers, those that there are don't want to employ a twenty-two-year-old non-law graduate and those that might have been persuaded into it have been credit crunched.
This rant brought to you by the nagging fear I will never get a training contract ever, which was brought to me by the realisation that I have been applying for these things for two years now, which has been a contributory factor to general crankiness. Other reasons: I have lurgy and rampant claustrophobia, also my cousin had a baby two days ago, a baby with lots of hair and very large dark eyes and the sweetest little face, and because I am a sodding NRI halfway through a sodding law degree, I will probably not meet him until he graduates from college. They haven't named him yet, and probably they will have his janampatri done and name him something incredibly old-fashioned and formal, but I imagine that for several years yet he will answer to "Baaaaaaby!"
(Someone asked me recently if Indian babies look like Winston Churchill. I can confirm that no, no they don't.)
Grrr. I want a job and some free time and maybe some plane tickets. Universe, get on that, please.
This rant brought to you by the nagging fear I will never get a training contract ever, which was brought to me by the realisation that I have been applying for these things for two years now, which has been a contributory factor to general crankiness. Other reasons: I have lurgy and rampant claustrophobia, also my cousin had a baby two days ago, a baby with lots of hair and very large dark eyes and the sweetest little face, and because I am a sodding NRI halfway through a sodding law degree, I will probably not meet him until he graduates from college. They haven't named him yet, and probably they will have his janampatri done and name him something incredibly old-fashioned and formal, but I imagine that for several years yet he will answer to "Baaaaaaby!"
(Someone asked me recently if Indian babies look like Winston Churchill. I can confirm that no, no they don't.)
Grrr. I want a job and some free time and maybe some plane tickets. Universe, get on that, please.
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on 2009-01-27 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-01-27 11:09 pm (UTC)...
The mind, it boggles.
*offers tea and cuddles*
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on 2009-01-27 11:33 pm (UTC)Sing it!
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on 2009-01-27 11:38 pm (UTC)And then one of them started making noise, and I remembered why I don't want one. But in terms of being ridiculously cute, yes.
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on 2009-01-28 04:31 am (UTC)Whew! And now that you have all of that good stuff, may I also offer my congrats on the new wee!family member? I hope you can meet him very soon!
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on 2009-01-28 08:42 am (UTC)(Is it wrong that my first reaction to the economic mess has been to enjoy the linguistic creativeness? 'credit crunched'-- what a charming verbing of a worrisome noun.)
I am sending all the job-ma and free time-ma and plane ticket-ma and anti-lurgy-ma I have your way.
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on 2009-01-28 03:34 pm (UTC)I know it's not helpful, particularly, but feel free to email or whatever and talk it through with me any time you want...
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on 2009-01-29 02:48 am (UTC)What is janampatri? I tried google, and I tried Wikipedia, and both failed me. This is not on; the internet is supposed to serve my every educational whim!
I cannot do job, free time, or plane tickets; but I can offer freshly cooked scotch pancakes the next time we are in the same kitchen.
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on 2009-02-05 01:17 pm (UTC)A janampatri is a horoscope chart. It tends to be done for Hindu children at birth - Vedic religion is heavily biased towards astrology, and has an effect on name-choice and on arranged marriages and all sorts of things.
(What are Scotch pancakes? :))
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on 2009-02-06 11:07 am (UTC)Scotch pancakes are a lot like ordinary pancakes, but have a lot more flour in, so they're thicker and smaller. And delicious.