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October 23, 2006
Faux pas par excellence
Forget about adorable pictures of dogs. I'd like to paint for you a far bleaker picture.
Tomorrow is the final day of our first big Trial Advocacy mock trial. I had just rewritten it and I wanted to try it out on my partner. We went to the library, but all of the study rooms were booked. We went to the "secret" study room next to the atrium, but it wasn't too secret anymore. As a last resort, we went to the "bridge" above the atrium, where it's loud enough to blend in and secluded enough to avoid being the center of attention. Up top, a few other people were working, but it was loud enough.
So I launched into my speech, and it's a bute, if I say so myself. It answered all the questions, removed all doubt and generally kicked butt.
But my delivery, while forceful, was... forceful. I wasn't monitoring this.
I went home. and my evening was going according to plan until my roomate came home. He told me that I had a very good closing argument. He knew this because he heard it from behind a pillar on the bridge.
Everyone heard me. The 1L behind my back, the 2Ls at the next table over, the professors passing by. Everyone.
I'm going to play it cool, as if nothing ever happened, but you should know that I was told and am very sorry for interrupting you this afternoon. I know who some of my blolg readers are and who some of the people who heard my closing argument are. If you are one of the people who belong to both groups, you should know that I'm sorry.
Boy is my face red.
Posted by rj3 at October 23, 2006 9:48 PM
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But did your project workgroup devolve into a screaming match over who was being childish versus who was wasting time, etc., in the main computer lab? Yeah, that was the last 2 hours of my 14 hours at school today! /bitch.
Posted by: Michael at October 24, 2006 10:16 PM
