Are you sick of posts regarding my as-yet fruitless job search?
Are you sick of the initial hope, the disappointment, the fleeting return of hope, so cruelly crushed?
I am too.
Great White Hope #2,308 comes on Friday, when I interview for a job with my favorite law school professor so far. Sure, it may not pay well, but this guy is a big name in some pretty cool circles. All I have to do is avoid the problems that plagued me last time: sounding desperate, nervous, over-chatty - Rain Man one-sixth of the way to a J.D. We'll see how that goes.
I have my fingers crossed in hopes that he will give you fruit.
I was hoping for cheddar (as in "chedda").
Good luck. Break a leg. Something.
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