Westwardly on the Reservoir Home View © 2010 BubblegumvisionI have this assignment to find a paralegal position in a company of my dreams. :)(:
I deliberated over my resume and three companies all weekend long. According to the experts and you know who (WF1) I have to substantially downsize my resume (chop off the important years) or forever more be age discriminated against. The dream company had to be squeezed out because their position was not "paralegal" as required by the assignment. The other was a trust and they wanted 3-10 pages written sample and I do not believe we are at that stage yet in the course. I honestly do not want to freak anyone out, just go with the flow. I laughed at the answer, the company that remained. This was Perfectly Goldilocks.
The assignment was uploaded to the instructor this morning. I am giving three days for their feedback. Then I mail it to the company. That is the edge I put into my search that I could achieve these jobs NOW!!!! The cover letter and resume are a much better version than my WF1. Due to? Reading, youtubing, listening and fine tooth combing. The info in those majorly heavy class books (count them two 10 pounders) that arrived on Friday is way outdated, trust me all those bullets are way not trendy.
I risked bod and all in the snow in Staten Island to sign for the course and within the next few days I had finished one-third of the six-month course. There was something missing though. I could not figure it out from anything I was sent or that was written in the course. My greatest fear that indeed I had to buy two books. Finally Friday a big box at my door in the afternoon solved the mystery. Meanwhile I did find the aba-certified paralegal program, its in Queens.
Totally approaching this course with open mind as if I had never been in legal before. LOL totally in 1975 I was a supervisor of the largest growing and most term expired politicians lawfirm in NYC and I was def the youngest one doing it. Alas they did the "B" word. I think I know quite a lot particularly since last year I won four cases all by myself. Still open mind.
I think I have a good chance at this job that I chose; thump, thump waiting, tick, tick...
So it was today, after studying those two big class clunkers, I took my broken foot around the reservoir. I was laughing. I'm 30-plus years older than the people I was easily passing up with no strain. Alas my foot did a cry, I'm broken. Oh well just a few sprints and I was home.
The day had been gifted a conversation with Lenox Hill Hospital. They were calling in their greed, doing a 360 degree turnabout. The conversation finally ended they stating that I had been reasonable and patient with them. I did liven up the conversation with the fact that I have a file on them in Consumer Affairs and exactly why that was done. Nobody will ever know that I have a broken foot; just like they don't know I have severe scoliosis all my life. No matter what you do or do not do for me I will prevail. No one will diminish my spirit. :P buckos
