Continuing their theme over the past few years of "exposing the legal profession" and "validating unemployment among 20-somethings (it's Emerging Adulthood!) with credible articles that are easily forwarded to parents," the NYT ran this fun diddy about Clerkship Chaos. The most memorable statements about last year?
- 382,828 clerkship applications were filed electronically for federal positions.
- 874 federally appointed judges exist (each potentially hiring 1 - 3 clerks).
Even assuming the most positive extreme, that all 874 judges were hiring 3 clerks apiece (and ignoring additional paper and state judge applications), the likelihood of getting a clerkship is approximately 0.6%. WHAT. Ah-mazing. I guess I don't hate myself as much now for not landing that awesome gig playing Chief of Staff to a Robe.
Not much to report this weekend, except that Fall blew into town with a heavy frigid hand. Despite my love for the season, I was admittedly unprepared as I trooped to Crafty Bastards amid drizzling showers. I forgot that blazers don't actually protect against the rain, hoodies are actually more for show than any practical purpose, and the iphone is a frustrating device if you can't feel your fingers. I'm so glad I bought my tickets to Iceland this morning.
And finally, the best way to break in a new pair of heels is definitely stomping around to club music and pretending you're dancing ... while alone in your bedroom. I mean, that IS what you'll be using them for eventually, right? Might as well practice busting a move.
Currently Listening: Maroon 5 & Christina Aguilera - "Moves Like Jagger"
(I don't need to try and control you / Look into my eyes and I'll own you / With the moves like Jagger!)
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