This Sign – Please Observe
One of the most shocking things about law school thus far is the lax attitude several law students adopt while spending their time in the law library. There are designated areas for speaking; please, please, please stop. When I go to the library, I barely even breathe. If I wanted to talk, my face wouldn’t be buried in my Property book. I would be sitting in the lounge, where, shockingly, talking is encouraged!
No, I don’t give a damn what you did this weekend.
I’m here to use the silence that I can’t get at my apartment because of the crazy guy that lives below me.
I’m here to use the temperature controlled environment that doesn’t smell like urine like the public library.
I’m here to study without having to listen to middle/high/undergraduate/law school girls talk about their crushes and the steaming of milk for your crappy latte at a Starbucks.
I’m here because I have an hour until class and I NEED TO GET THIS READING DONE OR I’M GOING TO GET CALLED ON AND EMBARRASSED WHEN I CAN’T ANSWER; THE PROFESSOR WILL NOT UNDERSTAND THAT I COULDN’T FINISH BECAUSE I WAS TOO BUSY HATING YOU.
This is one asshole move that you will not catch me pulling in the near future.
Seriously though, just do your work.
