There's No Competition in Law School: Sandra Gay Got Me Drunk

Good Idea: Going to the bar after Sandra's last final to celebrate.

Great Idea: Getting drunk in the middle of the day and not going back to work until four and half hours later.

Better Idea: Stealing an awesome pint glass from the bar after being encouraged by two fellow LawBitches and my dear husband.

Bad Idea: Stopping to go to the bathroom in one of the other graduate programs' buildings on the way back to the law school.

Worse Idea: Being so wasted that the stolen pint glass fell out my jacket pocket and shattered into a million pieces on the floor right outside the bathroom.

Worst Idea: Being caught on videotape breaking the glass outside the bathroom, wasted, and then running frantically to the law school.

Thank God we've got less then five months left.

We Came. We Were Snarky. We Disbanned.

The short story: we blogged pretty voraciously while in law school until halfway through our 3L year when law school drama interceded. We abruptly shut down, fearing exposure that would impact our full-time employment options.

Sometimes, there is, unfortunately, no humor in law school or the legal profession.

That was years ago. Since then, we're all gainfully employed. Of the LawBitches, one is a partner and two others are associates in small firms, two are solo practitioners, one works for the government, one is an in-house counsel, one work in non-traditional job in corporate America, and two are also adjunct professors at a law school.

The point is: we all survived. But if you ask us if we're happy? Or if we'd do it over again? Well, you'd get differing responses.

The bottom line: Before you decide to go to law school, be aware -- be very aware -- of what you are getting yourself into.

Sandra Gay Got Me Drunk

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