I will blame law school for my tendency to cram way too much into my day. I was up by 4 a.m. walking the dogs and getting ready for my 5 a.m. personal training session at LA Fitness.
The personal training sessions are strictly 30 minutes long so going that early is starting to feel like a terrible idea. The upshot is that by 7 a.m. I have my workout done, two dog walks behind me, and a fresh cup of Spyhouse coffee as I jet to the office.
Orientation leaders are flight attendants with manual labor duties: we smile, answer questions, give directions, mingle, smile some more, answer more questions, give peppy speeches, and haul tables and chairs throughout the law school.
At least the 1Ls aren’t crazy this year, so there were no Steven Slater moments so far.
I started the day as a greeter, and several of my 1L twitter followers and blog readers introduced themselves – which is always great when they don’t pelt me with oranges.
Although I don’t really know what the etiquette is for those conversations: