Going from one career to three, learning a new business, attending night law school...and managing a life at 5,000 miles a minute.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Telling My Teachers I Didn't Pass The Bar Exam
Telling my law school teachers that I didn't pass the bar is almost as hard as finding out myself. I ran into one of my teachers at the mall the other night. I said hi as we passed and kept walking. A few steps later, I decided I should just go back and tell him that I didn't pass the bar. I really didn't think it would be any big deal, but when I caught up with him and told him, it was as if I had stabbed him in the heart. He really took it to heart and said he was shocked--that I was a good student. That made me feel both good and bad. Good that he thought I should have passed it, but bad that maybe I had let him down. I told him I was sure that I would pass the next time. And I better.
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