On my way home from work, while on the bus and studying my criminal law flashcards, a man tapped on my shoulder. The card on top of my pile happened to read "Second-Degree Murder." We had the following conversation:
Man (holding a cup of liquid which smelled of liquor): "What are you doing? Second-Degree Murder?"
Me: "Studying for the Bar Exam. I need to know the elements of certain crimes."
Man: "What's that?"
Me: "The exam you need to take to be a lawyer."
Man: "You're going to be a lawyer?!"
Me: "Yep."
Man: "That's great! Cause that means you can't be a Prosecutor!"
Me: (smiling) "Yep."
At that point the guy realized it was his stop and rushed off the bus. Haha, and luckily for me I was able to get back to studying.
But, in the words of Toby Flenderson (from the Office): "I'm just sad the public school system failed him so badly."
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Anonymous said...
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I got one for you. The other day the judge was asking a defendant questions to see if she qualified for a public defender. Here's how that conversation went:
Judge: How many years of schooling have you had?
Defendant: Four.
Judge: You only went to school for four year?
Defendant: High school was four years.
Judge: You didn't study math did you?
Everybody in court room: LOL.
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June 17, 2010 at 5:15 PM
