Tuesday Treat

I am in the middle of exams right now. Actually, I haven't started taking them yet, so I'm technically not in the middle. Its more like I'm about to take exams. At least I have been studying (sort of) over the past couple of days. What is the point of all of this? One of my exams is a 48 hour take home (for a 2 credit class, this is unheard of. the professor must think nobody actually paid attention or did reading the whole semester). Originally, the exam date was yesterday at 9 am. When I got to school today, the idea popped into my head that maybe it was due 48 hours from Monday at 9am. This sent me into quite the panicked rush to the registrar's office. I'm sure I could complete this exam within the allotted time left, but I didn't really want to do it yet. Plus, I still have to study for my Federal Personal Income Tax law class tomorrow(I definitely only wrote the full title of that class to impress people who think all I take are dumb classes like media law and aerobics). Anyway, it turns out that I can pick up the exam whenever I want. Point: Catheter Man.

A quick update. This treat is from www.barelylegalblog.blogspot.com (I know. Great name, right?) I think it sums up law school pretty well.

People You Meet During Exams #2: The Braggart
The polar opposite of The Possum is The Braggart. Obviously, this is the person (usually a guy) who has the unyielding desire to inform everybody of his extensive exam preperations. The Braggart is painfully ignorant of any sort of efficiency theory, choosing to substitute quantity over quality when it comes to studying. Nothing vexes the Braggart more than those who choose to spend even one waking moment during exam time on anything other than studying. Unless, of course, they are bragging.

One of the most entertaining interactions you can witness is the meeting of two Braggarts on the way to the library restroom or in the computer lab. Similar to a meeting between two Bull Moose, they will figuratively butt heads in a struggle for bragging supremicy.

Braggart A: "I'm exhausted, I've been here for eight hours."

Braggart B: "Really? I've been here for ten and I'm just getting started."

Braggart A: "Well, I just finished my Tax outline. It's 60 pages long."

Braggart B: "60? Is that all? Mine is 75, and I finished a week ago. But I'm sure you'll still pass."

Braggart B has won. He is the new Alpha of the bragging nerds. Braggart A must retreat back to his cubicle to see if he can lengthen that tax outline at all.

The Braggart seethes when he finds out that someone is doing well in law school by merely using their notes and a commercial outline. "Judas," he mutters to himself as he pulls himself onto his cross of self sacrifice. Hey, Braggart, its a simple cost/benefit analysis (and don't forget who got the 30 pieces of silver at the end of the day).