Soiled Diaper (The International Tax Law exam)

I did it – I took my 8-hour international tax law exam today! BAM-chickawow-wow!

I can’t talk too much about the exam (lest my Dean unleashes the Kraken) but I can say three things:

1. The exam was 8-hours of hot messitude.
2. I worked hard for that C-, and
3. I am giving up on being a Tax Lawyer or a Westlaw attorney and searching craigslist for post-graduation employment as a barback. I am cute, peppy, and will work on the cheap!

I took my exam at the nearby undergrad library because apparently law students need “special permission from the dean” to take law school exams in the law school library’s study rooms.

Most “take-home” exams are 8-hours long and the study rooms are reservable for 6-hour stretches, but heaven forbid that the exam-studiers are deprived of those 2-hours in the study room by someone actually taking an exam…

Anyway, it’s 3:55pm when I race back to the law library to print my exam.

I just spent 7 hours and 45 minutes typing my brains out. I have 15 minutes to turn in the exam that I just spent the entire day on AND I REALIZE THAT I DO NOT HAVE MY STUDENT I.D. TO PRINT!

I am mortified.

I let out a yelp, steam, and start to melt, wicked witch style, into a little mud puddle of fail.

I am right there, helpless, in the middle of the library… a tiny poo-like puddle of fail staining the the library carpet… sing it with me now…

I was only able to print the exam thanks to the magic of our sassy librarian, but I still had to go home to change my diaper afterward. My goodness…

I still haven’t found my student card, but at least Wednesday’s corporate tax law exam is computerized. Hmmf.