Great. Another callback to bomb.

I am awesome at getting interviews at big firms, making an extremely favorable impression during the first round, getting called back, and promptly bombing the day-long round of interviews.

Maybe it's because around the seventh or eighth straight hour of interviewing I get tired. Maybe it's because some of the last interviews I had were around the time, when studying for the Bar, that my brain turned to mush, and I was unable to remember my own birthday...

The list of large law firms at which I have tanked during the callback, reads like a "Who's Who" of the Miami and American Legal Roster. Oh, yes. I've had my fair share of callbacks.

And for some reason, after every callback, I get the small envelope in the mail. "While we enjoyed meeting you, we regret that we cannot offer you a position with ________________" (fill in any HUGE firm in Miami and like eighteen gazillion other places...)

And to be honest, the only reason I've ever glommed onto any hope of getting these jobs, is the MUh-NNY.

Because they pay well. Very well. Well enough that I on a single salary, breaking the six figure mark, could live QUITE happily. I daresay I don't know what I would do with that much money. Oh, sure I'd figure out how to spend it alright, shopping on the internet from the office I can never leave...

But eh. I don't know if I want that. I'm doing decently now. And yeah, when I get a place, money's gonna be tight (Hey, guys! Remember all those times I got drinks/lunch/dinner? It's time for the payback... I might be POOR soon...) but it's a nice feeling to leave work at 6:15 most evenings.

Instead of 9. Or 10. Or 3 a.m.

So this morning, during the "Good Cop/Bad Cop" round of interviews I went through, I was quite relieved when, after speaking with the second partner, I was fairly convinced that I had bombed the initial interview, and could comfortably go back to my nice routine life, with no danger of having to go back for a callback, and with no danger of having to choose money over a life.

And I really hate to be the kid who cries because the sun came out, but I'm a Jew, and I can find the dark cloud to any silver lining. I don't like having to make choices. I like things to stay the same. Consistency is comfort.

So, how do you think I felt when I got this email, while telling my parents how much I was certain that I had tanked, and there would be no future interviews forthcoming...

"Hey Superbee:

The Legal Coordinator from The Firm just called me. They want to bring you back in for a second interview - which is great news! Your interview this morning must have gone well.

Please give me 3-4 days that you would be available to go back in to meet 2 more attorneys. Thanks.

p.s. I hope you liked the firm as much as they liked you!"

Ack.

And there we have it. One vacation day later and another couple interviews, and we'll see where I end up.

I'll need your thoughts and prayers...because if I do get and take a job at a firm like this, it will open MANY doors for me... and if I don't take it, it could be one of those things I regret forever. I could always quit a bad job...but the further I get from school, the less possibility I could move as a lateral to a firm like this...and then, on from there...