New Career Opportunity?

It all started last summer when I was studying for the bar.
I didn’t so much besides study. Well that’s a lie. Some how I managed to have a life as well. Still not sure how I managed that, but I went to the gym, ate, slept and even went out a little. I do not count going to Connecticut to study as going out.
I mean of course after the dreaded day (July 1st that is) I stopped doing anything that had nothing to do with the bar… or so I thought.

Then, Adam called. He was in a bind. He had his friends wedding and his date was stuck in Florida because of some hurricane or storm or something and wasn’t sure she would be back in time and could I please go with him. [note to guys: for future reference, do not tell a girl she was not your first choice]
a) Any guy giving me attention not for my note cards, access to BarBri materials or outlines and notes was a welcome respite from my own personal hell.
b) I did kinda like him still… bad boy or not the boy is good looking!
c) Why not?
So I did. I even got new shoes and a new top, I already had the perfect skirt. The outfit was great and the shopping even better!
So I escorted (for lack of a better word) Adam to his friends wedding. It was nice. He picked me up and took me back, perfect gentleman. I did not bring note cards or anything but I did eat, drink and even danced!

A few weeks later, Josh has some kind of work BBQ in NJ at his boss’s house. Now how could I refuse? He was cute too, and a much better friend to me than Adam, hands down any day of the week. One caveat, I had to be able to listen to my NJ CD’s that I just got in the mail so I wouldn’t feel that guilty so close to the bar (I think this was like 2 weeks to go, so its really crunch time). He happily agreed. [Side note: the CD’s sucked and I failed the NJ bar, but it had nothing to with not listening to the CD’s, it was a whole other drama that I never want to relive]
We went to this gorgeous house, nay, mansion in NJ, where there was view of mountains and countryside from the backyard… how, its NJ??? I think it was an illusion or some kind of Hollywood screen thing, but who knows.
I met all his work peeps and had a good time despite the heat and fast day. (I wasn’t fasting, but I chose not to flaunt that). According to him, I did a great job and I could do this for a living…

Enter last night…
The Manhattan Institute was having their annual Wriston Lecture. A guy I know needed to go for work, but didn’t want to go alone. Um, Black tie dinner at the Pierre Hotel, with smart and influential people? You do not have to ask me twice!
It was really nice.
First of all, the Hotel, Magnificent. We had Kosher meals by Park East Grill, so that was great. And it was intellectually stimulating. [although I was by far the dumbest person in the room, ala Silver Spring for Purim.. if Ray wants to enlighten us… or Al who read this blog from way down yonder :-)]
I was there as a guest of the ACSH, American Council on Science and Health. I know it sounds great!
So basically all the people at my table were Dr’s or scientists or their spouses. The conversation turned to counterfeit drugs and their impact on American public policy if any (I’ll take the discussion about birds Any day!) So, what the heck do I know about this?
So I listened and nodded. Took it all in. There was a point in the discussion where they were guessing as to what the public thought about counterfeit drugs. As in lay people. Hey, I’m a lay person I can answer that! So I did. I said, “ I think when people hear counterfeit drugs they don’t think they are getting the wrong drug or the wrong dose, they think of it like a counterfeit handbag, it’s a bag, it exists, it serves it’s purpose its just not made by the real person, so the drugs are probably good for my purpose but not FDA approved.” The think tank guy looks at me and says, “I think that’s the best analogy I have ever heard” and I was redeemed.
All in all a good night. So many well known people and personalities, my favorite was that I got to meet Peggy Noonan. And if you don’t know who she is, read up, its worth it.

This really could be a great career…