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I PASSED THE CONNECTICUT BAR EXAM. I received confirmation of this on Friday, when my mother called me up and said "Attorney Swerdloff? This is attorney Swerdloff calling."
I wasn't sure that she was serious until she started congratulating me. There was my name on the Connecticut Bar Exam webpage of people who passed, between Sullivan and Taylor, smooshed in there, one of the few, the proud, the officially sanctioned.
To celebrate, I switched houses with my parents for the weekend, giving them my cramped Manhattan apartment, and I took their spacious house in Connecticut. Big bath with waterjets for me! Gigantic kitchen to cook in for me! Television! No cell phones, email, website, or pressure, just rest, relaxation, and waterjets.
I got back last night, had dinner with Dakota (who is now my neighbor!!) at the Bendix diner, talked about girls, and boys, and goofiness, and her new apartment, and WOO! Got to see Dakota, happy day.
Then today, I went back to DDB Digital (now "Tribal DDB") for the week, and started talking to the (somewhat disenchanted) Tech Team about possible improvements to the "process." The few people that were still there from back when I worked there were all glad to see me (it seemed) and I was very happy to be back. They've got a playstation now. I kicked ass on some game or other [got the high score, too] and did my work a very contented Swerdloff. It was odd with so many missing faces (like Andujar, Cohen and Dujnic) and so many new ones, but I still had a pleasant time of it nonetheless.
So I came home to my mail, and usually mail's not exciting. A postcard or a letter, maybe, and some bills.
Today it was from the Connecticut Board of Law Examiners. I get sworn in in a few weeks. And they told me my MBE score. I went from a 72/200 during my practice tests, to a 150/200 on the real test. Thank you PMBR. A score that high allows me to WAIVE IN to Washington DC, so it's three for the price of two, and I've already got two of those three.
And now someone has suggested that I'm a bigger egotist than Dori. Like that's a bad thing - to merely be in the same league as Dori is an acheivement for me, and to be an egotist means to believe in the primacy of myself. I believe that I can do just about anything I set my mind to. This must be bad, because I shouldn't believe in myself, nor in my own quality or talent. I should meekly accept that I am a cog in the machine and... hey, fuck it. I'm proud to be an elitist and an egotist, I just passed the bar exam, and god damn it, I earned it. I agree with Dori's take on the whole situation, as well.
I'm a lawyer, it's all done but the swearing in. If you think that makes me elitist, you're wrong. It makes me part of an elite. There's a difference.
Oh: and I'm really god damned happy right now, so don't go killing my buzz.
Tommorow: DDB
In other news:
There are only three types of pirates in the world - there's the "Avast ye scurvy dogs" type, which I can understand, but don't respect, there's the Butt variety, which I respect but can't understand, and then there's the El Conquistadors, who are performing live at Brownies on Wednesday at 9:30 and you should bring everybody you know, because it's a great excuse to meet me, and the band (who will be autographing attractive women's breasts) and Ethan, who will show off his manly forearms, if begged.
Dori is
all atwitter. Are you an elitist?
Posted by Swerdloff at September 25, 2000 12:58 AM
