My new job starts Monday. What am I doing with my last four days of freedom, you ask?
Um, to be honest? Not much. It’s kind of embarrassing.
Yesterday the doctor gouged a hunk out of my ear, leaving me with a rather large gauze dressing on the side of my head and enough pain that I’m wondering how I didn’t even get a codeine prescription out of this. This gauze + pain has left me lolling about the apartment in my pjs for most of today, unable to decide on what to do.
Go see “The Nanny Diaries?” Eh, I didn’t enjoy the book that much.
Shop for new work clothes? Don’t get ahead of yourself, pseudo, your public interest job (a) doesn’t earn you that much clothes-spending cash and (b) doesn’t require fancy new work clothes anyway.
Watch episodes of Law and Order? I am only sort of embarrassed to admit that I have seen pretty much every episode from a dark period during my second year of teaching when pretty much all I could bring myself to do after school was lie on the couch and root for Jack McCoy.
Spend hours and hours dicking around on the internet, discovering products I feel I must! have! but which I’ll actually never buy, choosing instead to visit their websites repeatedly, gazing at them lovingly, wishing I could just bite the bullet and buy them already? Check.
Go buy Mederma so that the scars from the last batch of stitches hopefully fade a little? That sounds like a plan. I can definitely fill the rest of the day with that. Maybe as a treat I’ll get myself a Jamba Juice.
Ugh, I am so bored. I do not deserve time off if I am this bad at enjoying it.
You can’t just rush into being a lady of leisure, you have to ease into it. So recovering from having your ear chopped off (if we were face to face I would not be able to resist ‘Can you hear me now?’ lame jokes), and mentally preparing to be working does not a lady of leisure make.
However. My roommate is a public interest chick like you (only, several years later since she’s been a lawyer longer), and she just quit her public interest job to take a position at a big “real” law firm. Not as an associate with billable hours though – as a chick who makes sure there’s diversity and that the firm isn’t doing things that offend minorities and shit. Huge salary leap for her. Just something for you to keep in mind in case later on you want to earn more but still want to “do good shit.”
Oh and very huge good luck vibes on your first day!
I will totally switch with you. Either that or teach you how to be one. Because I? Rock. At. It.
I’m only having this kid for the maternity leave. Duh.
This is where I point out that I’m not the only friend who found humor in the wounded, wrapped, helmeted ear. Thank you.