post-interview...
Nov. 6th, 2003 10:06 pmWell, getting to Detroit was a bit of an adventure. I got to the Milwaukee airport and United had cancelled the commuter flight going out to Chicago. So they filled up a 24-passenger bus to Chicago, which is only 90 miles away. And the clerk at the United counter in Milwaukee put me on standby on the earlier Chicago-Detroit flight. So I arrived at O'Hare, and got a place on the earlier flight. Then the earlier flight had mechanical problems. So then I wound up flying to Detroit on the later flight that I'd originally been scheduled to take in the first place. And the Milwaukee and Chicago airports are wonderful places to be a reader. Milwaukee has Renaissance Books, a large used bookstore, in the terminal. O'Hare has W.H. Smith about every two thousand feet or so, and a couple of Waterstone's.
Not sure how the interviews went. I spoke with the people who had interviewed me at Loyola Patent Interview fair in August 2002. But I was klutzy, forgot to wear earrings, asking questions about the billable hours, CLE's etc....One of my interviewers asked me for an example of my creativity. I had already told him the topic for my IPLR article, so I had introduced the concept of fanfiction to him....I had a copy of In re Estate of Black with me, and I gave it to him. I'm not sure if I impressed him favorably, or if I just committed professional suicide. But I was asked to look at a patent by one of the other interviewers, and I'm going to email him back with some polymer and physical chemistry texts that he might find helpful. I think it was a very nice place, although I'd worry that I wouldn't be assertive enough to get all the billable hours they'd expect or independent & responsible enough to keep myself on track. Oh well, something to mull over.
And skip=135 on my flist!
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persephone_kore ( What biological molecule am I? )
The scary thing is that this does tally with something a friend of mine told me in college; that on a scale of "Everything is free" to "Breathing is predetermined," I was the closest to "breathing is predetermined" that he'd ever seen...
take two on the biological molecule thing, because I liked it: ( Take two )
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windtear ( Which world am I secretly from? )
And the other two results tally with things my brother says about me. But then again, he'd lose his "Annoying Younger Brother" union card if he didn't make fun of me...
Not sure how the interviews went. I spoke with the people who had interviewed me at Loyola Patent Interview fair in August 2002. But I was klutzy, forgot to wear earrings, asking questions about the billable hours, CLE's etc....One of my interviewers asked me for an example of my creativity. I had already told him the topic for my IPLR article, so I had introduced the concept of fanfiction to him....I had a copy of In re Estate of Black with me, and I gave it to him. I'm not sure if I impressed him favorably, or if I just committed professional suicide. But I was asked to look at a patent by one of the other interviewers, and I'm going to email him back with some polymer and physical chemistry texts that he might find helpful. I think it was a very nice place, although I'd worry that I wouldn't be assertive enough to get all the billable hours they'd expect or independent & responsible enough to keep myself on track. Oh well, something to mull over.
And skip=135 on my flist!
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The scary thing is that this does tally with something a friend of mine told me in college; that on a scale of "Everything is free" to "Breathing is predetermined," I was the closest to "breathing is predetermined" that he'd ever seen...
take two on the biological molecule thing, because I liked it: ( Take two )
gacked from
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
And the other two results tally with things my brother says about me. But then again, he'd lose his "Annoying Younger Brother" union card if he didn't make fun of me...