This is the best job EVER.
And no, I'm not talking about the job that I've been doing for the past two years. Sorry.
I'm talking about the job that, with any luck, I'll be able to do part-time this fall, product-testing new courses. Because I have some . . . how you say . . . down time right now, my boss asked if I could do some product-testing to help with a backlog they're having right now. And I'm happy to do it because it's actually interesting and engages my mind somewhat. Otherwise I end up smacking at my keyboard in the manner of a bored and slower-than-average chimpanzee, that's how checked out I am.
But now I'm reading this cool course on business law, and it's so much fun. I'm reading all about forgery and larceny and assault and battery and self defense and who to charge with what crime when. It's like free crack for the litigation addict! I'm always running around trying to think of what my friends can sue other people for. And no, I'm not talking about frivolous lawsuits. I'm talking about jerks who need to Get What's Coming to Them.
I try to be careful with this, though, because now I actually know some real lawyers. I don't want them to give me a look that means, "You're stupid, and watching Law & Order doesn't make you a lawyer, and you need to stop talking." But let me say that I only watch Law & Order when I'm at home because my dad becomes instantly glued to the TV whenever he finds out that it's on (which is pretty much every hour of the day). He even watched it when he was on vacation in Hawaii. And all of a sudden he'll growl, "Get 'em, Jack!" during the courtroom scenes.
Anyway, back to the point. Everyone else has a little image that shows up next to their name, so I want one too. Any suggestions that don't violate copyright law?
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
11 comments:
Piece of crap spammers!!!!! You are taking up the space that is for the precious precious comments!
Your excitement over reading a business law course for fun (and pay) scares me. We need to get you into a Masters program or something.
If you think reading about it is fun, trying working in a law firm. That will get your goat! AND you will begin realizing that you actually know something about just about every individual person in your county. Who they are, where they live, what their kids names are, what their hobbies are, what their problems are, their income, spending habits, credit card reports, addictions, assets, criminal records, enemies, allies, etc. And the weird part is that they have no idea that the simpleton walking next to them in Wal-mart actually knows all of this. . . freeky!
I think it's cool you get to learn more about law. One of my professors--Dr. Norton, actually--said he loved it when women went to law school because they could scare the h--- out of Mormon bishops. Huh.
Drats, I don't know anything about copyright law and by golly I totally just snagged my nifty image off of something I goggled. Boy howdy, I suppose I should say right now my name is totally NOT DanaLee and no way would I ever really live in NC. Because seriously, who eats grits anyway?
If you want, turn on the word verification, and that should stop the lame-o spammers. (It stopped mine, actually). :)
You can delete the spammers, you know.... But then your first comment, relating to the "piece of crap spammers!!!" would be kind of weird.
Yeah, I know. Usually I delete them, but I couldn't help the outburst this time. And now I have that cool newfangled word verification guy on here! Take that, piece of crap spammers!
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I always think the back of someone's head is nicely personal and anonymous. And to the best of my knowledge, there are no fetishists who focus their attention there. But then, I may very well be hopelessly naive.
YOU DID IT! Jealousy reigns in the Lone Star State.
Your dad sounds like my dad... and like me. Seriously. I don't think you've ever attended an actual pie night, have you? We get together to eat pies and to watch L&O. While watching L&O, we repeat the following phrases: "Oh, that Lenny. He's such a wit!" (God bless his soul! I actually cried when I found out he died!) "Go get 'em, Jack!" And we basically glare at anyone who talks during the show (guests can come to pie night and they can even eat pie, but if they talk during L&O, they'll never be invited back). Once, a friend of mine said that she didn't like Jack. I didn't speak to her for weeks.
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