What nobody tells you, and what no one really understands until they've done it, is how much of a pain the APPLICATION process of being a lawyer is.
You can't just show up and take a test. You have to apply. YEARS and MONTHS ahead of when you actually plan to take the bar. And it's not just a standard application. You have to list every place you've lived and worked in the last 10 years. For most of us that includes our parent's houses (my p's have lived in 3 in the last 10 years), Dorms, college apartments, sorority houses, etc. Yes, I had to go look up the address of my freshman year dorm.
And not only is the application a monster pain, but they have to APPROVE it! So it's not like you just send it in and it's done. They actually check it out.
I have been going back and forth with the woman in charge of reviewing my application because no one responded from the car dealership that I worked at when I was 16 years old. That's because the car dealership has since closed, duh. It was 10 years ago.
So her suggestion? What about a roommate who knew you worked there?
Listen lady, I was 16 years old at the time. If you want my mom to confirm that I had a job there, that's fine with me.
No, parents won't work, what about a friend who knew you worked there?
Okay, fine, my friend A worked there with me. Here's her e-mail address.
This afternoon I get a text message from that friend:
"Ummm I'm glad that I now have your FULL SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER.
lovely State of Illinois, just e-mailing it out to God knows who."
So yes, apparently instead of just sending her an e-mail that read "Do you know Legally Fabulous? Is she a decent person?" they felt that they had to send out my FULL social security number. In case she thought that the state of Illinois was referring to another person with my incredibly uncommon first name and equally as uncommon last name?!
Also - this weekend in the mail I got a form. They want to run a full background check on me in Texas. Apparently they can't do that with just my name and social security number (which is being thrown around like it's a street address), they need me to actually go to a freaking police station and get fingerprinted.
You know, just in case I committed any crimes using an alias when I lived in Texas at age 14.
Who knew being a lawyer would be such a freaking complicated process?!