Law School Finals
For those of you who have never had law school finals, I don't envy you. To put it nicely they SUCK. They're 3 - 4 hours of 16 weeks worth of material that is crammed into an 8 page question which you are allowed to spend 12,000 characters writing about. But beyond the finals themselves sucking the time leading up to them is just as obnoxious. Most law students become extremely stressed, extremely picky, and downright bithcy (as if they aren't like that normally). Well today I had quite an encounter with one of those particularly bitchy law students, so I thought I would share it with you.... To start the situation I'll give you some background. I do indeed often sit in the same place (most people do they are creatures of habit). However today I didn't care where I sat as long as I had enough space to spread out my research so I could Bluebook my paper (for those of you who don't know what that means, feel free to ask me... after finals.) I came to the library looking for some place and I went to my normal spot and discovered people at both the tables I usually choose to sit at. That's fine though I decided I could go look else where. I went to the little table, which was full, the other three big tables downstairs, full, and the larger desks which I will often use, full. So I came back to my original tables and said, well since there was only one person at each table for 4, I could sit at one. Which I did. I would like to know that the person whose stuff was occupying the table was not present. I took out my computer, research, etc., and proceeded into the hell of Bluebooking.
The girl comes back walking merrily sees me sitting and immediately stops and glares. I look at her and smile and she gives me a smirk and goes and sits in front of what presumably is her stuff. She looks at me again. Takes out her ear plugs and then...
Nasty Girl: "Um excuse me, do you have to sit here because your typing is going to annoy me."
Me: "I needed to sit at a table b/c I need to spread out to Bluebook my paper but there wasn't anywhere else to sit. I'm Bluebooking so I won't be typing a lot. I just have to check my e-mail from work, and then it'll be quiet."
She glares some more, but decides that this must be okay. So I check my work e-mail. Normal nonsense. I did a little typing because I replied to one e-mail, but then my computer froze. So I was sitting there staring at my screen when.
Nasty Girl: "Um your typing is already annoying me are you sure there wasn't any where else that you could go?"
Me: "I checked every where else and I really need the space today."
Nasty Girl: "Well your typing is really annoying me. I mean I can't even read."
Me: "I typed AN e-mail, and I haven't typed because my computer's frozen. I'm just sitting here waiting."
Nasty Girl: "Well it's really annoying me. Can't you just leave?"
Me: "I'm not even typing the guy at the other table is typing, I'm not making any noise."
Nasty Girl: "Okay, but, just, can't you go somewhere else. I need to be able to read this, and I can hear you through my ear plugs."
Me: "I'm still not typing, and No there is no where else to go."
Nasty Girl: "Are you sure? Did you check that room over there?"
Me: "Yes. And there was nothing there."
Nasty Girl: "Well will you just move?"
Me: "No."
Nasty Girl: "Is this just that you sit here every day and think this is your space and don't want move?"
Me: "NO! I don't even come to school every day. I need the space. I'm not moving."
Nasty Girl: "Well, ugh, fine. That's just ridiculous. Ugh."
And after much huffing and puffing later she got up and went up stairs for something, and then came down here and got out her computer and continued to glare at me.
Now folks I understand 100% how stressful finals are, and I understand how no one wants to be inside when it's 70 degrees outside, however there is no reason to be a bitch. And secondly no one owns any portion of the library, and just about EVERYBODY uses their computers to study, outline, research, and learn. So if you don't like the sound of typing I recommend that you go and find a little box in the middle of the woods where hopefully you won't have any NOISE to bother you.
The girl comes back walking merrily sees me sitting and immediately stops and glares. I look at her and smile and she gives me a smirk and goes and sits in front of what presumably is her stuff. She looks at me again. Takes out her ear plugs and then...
Nasty Girl: "Um excuse me, do you have to sit here because your typing is going to annoy me."
Me: "I needed to sit at a table b/c I need to spread out to Bluebook my paper but there wasn't anywhere else to sit. I'm Bluebooking so I won't be typing a lot. I just have to check my e-mail from work, and then it'll be quiet."
She glares some more, but decides that this must be okay. So I check my work e-mail. Normal nonsense. I did a little typing because I replied to one e-mail, but then my computer froze. So I was sitting there staring at my screen when.
Nasty Girl: "Um your typing is already annoying me are you sure there wasn't any where else that you could go?"
Me: "I checked every where else and I really need the space today."
Nasty Girl: "Well your typing is really annoying me. I mean I can't even read."
Me: "I typed AN e-mail, and I haven't typed because my computer's frozen. I'm just sitting here waiting."
Nasty Girl: "Well it's really annoying me. Can't you just leave?"
Me: "I'm not even typing the guy at the other table is typing, I'm not making any noise."
Nasty Girl: "Okay, but, just, can't you go somewhere else. I need to be able to read this, and I can hear you through my ear plugs."
Me: "I'm still not typing, and No there is no where else to go."
Nasty Girl: "Are you sure? Did you check that room over there?"
Me: "Yes. And there was nothing there."
Nasty Girl: "Well will you just move?"
Me: "No."
Nasty Girl: "Is this just that you sit here every day and think this is your space and don't want move?"
Me: "NO! I don't even come to school every day. I need the space. I'm not moving."
Nasty Girl: "Well, ugh, fine. That's just ridiculous. Ugh."
And after much huffing and puffing later she got up and went up stairs for something, and then came down here and got out her computer and continued to glare at me.
Now folks I understand 100% how stressful finals are, and I understand how no one wants to be inside when it's 70 degrees outside, however there is no reason to be a bitch. And secondly no one owns any portion of the library, and just about EVERYBODY uses their computers to study, outline, research, and learn. So if you don't like the sound of typing I recommend that you go and find a little box in the middle of the woods where hopefully you won't have any NOISE to bother you.