The bar exam has finally ended for me. It was two full days, Tuesday and Wednesday. I am completely drained of energy but the happiest that I have been in a long time. I can finally think about things that don't involve the exam! I plan to post more tomorrow when I am more lucid and excited to tell the tales.
For now, this is a picture of the hotel where I took the exam. It is the Brooklyn Marriott downtown. I lucked out with this location. If I lived in Manhattan I would have had to sit for the exam at the Javits Center. I took my practice test there and it was like sitting in a big cement parking garage. Also, Javits has metal folding chairs for the exam takers.
At the Marriott I was able to take the exam with significantly fewer test takers. It was held in the Grand Ballroom which had crystal light fixtures and carpeting. Also, the chairs were awesome velvet red cushy chairs with gold trim. I was totally comfortable.
To hold you over for my next post on the bar exam, I thought I should tell a joke from the first day. I sat next to a girl who I knew from law school and she told me that she was appalled at some of the outfits that she saw women wearing to the exam:
"One girl was wearing these huge heels and a mini-skirt up to here!" she said as I nodded in agreement with the uncomfortable idea. "I mean, they were huge 4 inch heels," she said, "and I was like, 'Honey, you are at the wrong bar.'"
Get it? It made me giggle until the test started.
For now, this is a picture of the hotel where I took the exam. It is the Brooklyn Marriott downtown. I lucked out with this location. If I lived in Manhattan I would have had to sit for the exam at the Javits Center. I took my practice test there and it was like sitting in a big cement parking garage. Also, Javits has metal folding chairs for the exam takers.
At the Marriott I was able to take the exam with significantly fewer test takers. It was held in the Grand Ballroom which had crystal light fixtures and carpeting. Also, the chairs were awesome velvet red cushy chairs with gold trim. I was totally comfortable.
To hold you over for my next post on the bar exam, I thought I should tell a joke from the first day. I sat next to a girl who I knew from law school and she told me that she was appalled at some of the outfits that she saw women wearing to the exam:
"One girl was wearing these huge heels and a mini-skirt up to here!" she said as I nodded in agreement with the uncomfortable idea. "I mean, they were huge 4 inch heels," she said, "and I was like, 'Honey, you are at the wrong bar.'"
Get it? It made me giggle until the test started.
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Honey, you are at the wrong bar.
That's something that you'll most likely never hear again. You'll have to pass that one around. Too funny