I went to a 100 year birthday/dinner party last night (my two friends – husband and wife – turned 50 this month). It was a group of academics (engineers) and economists … you might think that would be boring but the exact opposite is true … those nerds can be pretty fun! In any case, meeting new people means you have to say something about yourself, your kids, marital status, where you live, etc. I am fine with all of that (and shocker of all shockers) sometimes I disclose a lot! But, the part I don’t like is the look on someone’s face when I disclose my profession. It usually takes me about 30 seconds to respond to the profession question as I try to analyze the situation and come up with something plausible and interesting … like, “Oh, I dance for dollars.” Ok, maybe a bit old for that. Or, “I am a meteorologist.” (Minnesotan’s love the weather people!) Or even, “I am a neurosurgeon.” Who doesn’t want to have dinner with a neurosurgeon? Let’s be honest — no one likes us lawyers … we spend money, argue and often don’t listen. Hey, wait a minute, that’s the description of a politician.
I rest my case.
Have a wonderful start to your weekend!
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