Yes, I’m a little late on this one. Unfortunately, the picture card in my camera developed some kind of problem, and I couldn’t get it solved before I had to leave for work yesterday. But this morning I reformatted it, and it seems to be working fine. I lost all the photos that were on it, but I’m pretty sure most of those are saved somewhere, anyway.
Regardless, here’s Jupiter chowing down:
As a little addendum to my bar series this week, I was asked to send along this little tidbit:
I have a friend who sat for the bar in a separate room, and with her own proctor. The proctor was pretty messed up, and didn’t help with the whole “stress of taking the bar” thing. For example, the room was quite large, and the proctor put the table where my friend was taking the exam squarely in the center. The proctor herself was along the wall.
But the worse crime, according to my friend, was when the proctor decided to do her nails. The noise of the file was tolerable, though irritating. The acrid odor of the nail polish remover, however, was another matter. Trust me when I say that when sitting for the bar exam and being forced to concentrate for hours on end, that’s not something you want to fill your nostrils.
It all worked out in the end. My friend passed, as most bar takers will. And at least at the moment, everyone can breathe a little bit easier just knowing it is over.
Have a great weekend!
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