Mrlawyerman learned to scale himself back
which was probably a good idea
at the time.
He hit law school 87 degrees out of phase with the rest of his class.
To wit:
Organizing a tennis tournament named the "Franz Kafka Open."
Those who got it, thought it was odd
Those that didn't, thought he was odd.
While his classmates wore Ralph Lauren
and attended prep schools from the city
he hailed from some rural area out west, lived in a moldy basement,
and stretched his tube socks well past the point of maximum elasticity.
He even ate like an outsider and his organic bean mixture
stunk up the lunch room.
and socially? Do we really have to go there? he might as well have been a virgin
for all he know about women
and he was too socially inept to ask any of them on a date.
Nevertheless, he was able to organize a guild for left leaning law students
motivated not so much by any ideology,
but as a way to assuage his own isolation with contact
the only way he knew how to express it.
As time marched on, however, the ineluctable blender of adding 150 students together
in the same class for three years began to modulate and homogenize the group.
Mrlawyerman included.
