So there I was, a full two weeks of vast legal experience under my belt and being called into the managing partner’s office for a meeting. All that hard work and finally I was due to receive a hearty handshake and hopefully a big time file to sink my teeth into.
As students-at-law we have been through the trenches to get where we are; undergraduate programs, LSAT exams, law school applications, three arduous years of schooling, bar exams and all the while with the general pursuit of landing a law firm job as the shining light at the end of the tunnel.
Of course I was well aware that my role was mostly going to be comprised of researching, motion and memo drafting, and whatever other works the real lawyers disliked the most, but I was proud to be entering a professional designation that I had been working so diligently to reach. The truth is, as a student-at-law, or articling student as we’re more commonly known outside the legal realm, we are nothing more than the very bottom rung of the lawyer hierarchy.
All that work and dedication and here I am, assigned to writing a blog about the very thing I’ve been pursuing instead of the work I hoped to be doing. Yet another dire task that further reminds me of the notch on the rung that keeps me in my place.
This is just the first post in a series that will continue through Leonard’s time as an articling student at DSF.