Thursday, May 29, 2008

|And that's why you keep waiting for the express train.|

I have been an SA in my firm's bureau parisien for over 2 weeks now. And in these first 12 work days where I should have worked at least 84 hours assuming an 8hr day less 1 hour for lunch, I would guess that I've "worked" about 12 hours. Assuming you don't count planning my academic schedule for next year, cleaning out my school email's inbox, knitting a sweater for a friend, watching "Seinfeld" and "NewsRadio" on YouTube, reading the NYT and Le Monde, updating this blog and shopping for vintage chairs as work.

And all through those distractions I felt guilty. Inappropriately so, since it was not as if: 1) I hadn't asked multiple people for work, 2) I hadn't made the fact that I had no work to do known or 3) I was avoiding work that I had been given.

Still, I didn't get to where I am the way that I did by being someone who likes to remain idle for too long.

So two nights ago I decided to take matters into my own hands. If they weren't going to give me work, I was going to free myself from the shackle of my desk. I'm in a marvelous city that is aching to be explored. So the next morning (yesterday), I didn't get into the office until about 10.30. The next two hours I sat with my officemates talking about the place and nature of latina women in societies today (both are girls -- one is Cuban-American, the other is Franco-Colombian), particularly as seen in contemporary literature. At 12.30 an officemate (who has some work, but not too much -- not a legal stagiaire or SA) and I took a nearly 3hr lunch at La Duree. For dessert I had, of course, a macaron. At 16.30, I was literally arranging my bag to go home (well, not home -- I was going to go knit in the jardin du Luxembourg). At 16.32 I received a call from my partner mentor (who I have not seen since the first day I arrived where he poked his head into the office to say that he had to cancel lunch [I don't blame him -- he's extremely busy and I think, hierarchically speaking, the most important person in this office]). At 17.02 I had 250+ pages of technical documents to read and summarize for a client to present to its board of directors next week.

And that's why you always carry an umbrella.

And that's why you don't teach lessons to your kids.


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