Timmy and I just returned from the playground. I met a mom with her son as I pushed Timmy on the swing. Conversations between moms who don't know each other usually center around nap schedules, eating or something equally vague and generalized. Somehow today, her asking whether I stayed home with Timmy devolved into her asking specific questions about essay questions on the bar exam. I'm still not sure how it happened.
You don't expect to meet another lawyer at the playground on a weekday afternoon. And you certainly don't expect them to have taken the same bar exam. And above all else, you don't expect them to violate the cardinal rule of test taking: NO TALKING ABOUT IT AFTER THE FACT!!!
Once she started talking about the Civ Pro and Torts cross-over on malicious prosecution and ultra hazardous activities in the context of a 12(b)(6) motion, I just about died. Then she began asking me what issues and rules I discussed on the Con Law question, and it sent me into a tailspin of worry over whether I discussed enough of the right topics to earn a passing score. In all honesty, I can't even remember how I answered these questions anymore. Even if I did, I'm not sure anyone knows what should have been discussed in a perfect answer.
As I've said before, I really don't think about the bar exam often. Finding out the results is still over two months off and that seems like light years from now, so it's not even in the realm of my consciousness yet. But I have a feeling it will be creeping into my nightmares soon. As long as the nightmare (of taking the test again) does not become a reality, I will be ok.
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aaaaaaah!!! Lawyer moms!!
*whisper* They're everywhere! */end*
Seriously, when I started work, a full month after the bar, all anyone wanted to talk about was how they answered bar questions. Its like the statute of limitations on not talking about it had suddenly expired. And I was having NONE of it. I kept awkwardly trying to change the subject.
The nightmares have already started here.
I have the daymares. I was at motion hour on Friday and the judge purposely set a hearing in our case for after Oct. 23 so I could cover it. And of course, I start having a mini anxiety attack, because what if I failed the bar? and what if I can't cover that hearing? and I don't know how I'll ever face anyone ever again! Three more weeks for me, I will probably stroke out well before then and none of it will even matter.
OMG. I freak out when people feel the need to talk about exams - much less THE exam. Yuck. It would have been immature - but I might have played the earmuffs game?
Oh my, that's bad! Fortunately for me, I lived in one state and took the bar in the neighboring state, which I then moved to after the bar. So I didn't go to school in the area and I didn't know any lawyers, so I didn't have this particular horror visited upon me. I remember right after the exam it was a gloriously hot, sunny day and I went down to the hotel pool to relax. Only to realize that everyone else around me had also just taken the bar and were TALKING about it! I had to go hole up in my dark hotel room. I stared out at the pool like it was an attractive nuisance.
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