everybody's working for the wiikend

So I had sort of a bad day yesterday (this is kent btw). Not terrible. Just not the greatest. I found out im not an ethical person. Which hurt a little bit. I wasn’t sure for the past few weeks whether or not I was and it was a little rough to have it confirmed that I wasn’t. in order to be admitted to the bar in California and every state, you have to pass a professional responsibility exam. It’s a 60 question exam and its really nothing difficult. Unless you are unethical. Its not a cake walk either, but its not nearly as tough as the bar and doesn’t require nearly as much studying. Well, it requires more than what I put in since I failed it. In my defense, I did take it one week after the bar and I didn’t study for it because I was burnt out from studying. Also, it was the day before I eternally committed to my wife, so my mind probably wasn’t as focused as it could or should have been. Those are still cheap excuses though. In the end, I failed. Which I was bummed about. Its not the end of the world. I’ll just retake the test in November. Its really not that big of a deal and not nearly as big as failing the bar. Really its not. Its just sort of an inconvenience to have to retake it. And, its just sort of frustrating, mainly because I think its so ridiculous. Why do they have to test on this? I understand that it is a way of making sure that people know the rules of being a lawyer, but if someone is unethical and wants to be dishonest and cheat their clients, they are going to do it regardless of any test they take.


So I didn’t pass it. And since I entered into that eternal commitment, I now have to report to someone on everything that goes on in life (not that there is anything wrong with that). So I told Nellie, and it was soon after I got the news so I was still upset and bothered about it all. I’m better now, like I said, its not too big of a deal, just more of an inconvenience and frustrating more than anything. But Nellie, being the kind, warm and thoughtful spouse that she is, felt the pain of her husband and set out to do what she could to make me feel better. Honestly, an ice cream cone would have sufficed. Wii actually went to dinner last night and just sitting and eating made me feel better. Fortunately though, she got paid yesterday and so her wallet was overflowing and she got me an early birthday/feel better gift. She knew I wanted one. It was one of the only items I registered for. It actually made me feel a little bad for complaining or being upset because the ‘feel better’ gift greatly trumped how sad I was or how upset one should be in my situation. I tried to explain that to Nellie but she wouldn’t hear it and didn’t care. She was just so happy to give it to me since she knows how I wanted one. It's really going to improve all of our hummus/fondue housewarming parties. Isn’t she great (Nellie of course, not the wii – although it too is awesome). Very thoughtful and kind. Please understand that I in no way want to fail the bar. The thought makes me ill. However, I think the only silver lining on that extremely dark cloud would be the fact that if I did fail, Nellie might go out and buy me a camero or something to make me feel better. Even though I don’t even know if that could do it…so you better make it a porsche.