( 8:26 AM ) teahouse
Get Over Yourself
So for the past few days since I've been back, I've been working late, trying to catch up and push to make the billables before the end of August.
I promise that I'll post photos, as soon as I get a minute to catch my breath and sort through them.
Last night I left work at about 9 p.m. On my way down, a first-year associate got onto the elevator with me.
We acknowledged each other with a nod and a smile.
Then he reached into his bag, pulled out his Blackberry and started checking it.
Yeah, I guess it was REALLY crucial for him to make sure that no emergency emails had been sent in the 10 seconds it took for him to walk from his desk to the elevator!
I almost giggled. Honestly, I have a weird feeling that he was trying to impress me with his important job. .. Due to my youthful appearance and girlish figure, this isn't the first time I've been mistaken for a paralegal.
Heeheeheeheeehee.
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