One Day Down

Even though today was a half-day it was still brutal. First of all, I’m taking it on my computer. There’s only two locations in the state that allow computers, so we’re in this massive Exhibition Hall. I kinda feel they probably show tractors or something in it when we’re not taking bar exams in there. My tablemates and I estimated about 400 people (we couldn’t see all the way to the other side).

A couple people at the table next to me showed up literally at 7:58 for the 8 am test. I don’t know what you thought you were stuffing into your brain in those last five minutes, but I doubt it was more valuable than the peace of mind of having your computer turned on and the exam software up and running by the time the test started.

One person at my table didn’t show up at all.

Then there was the epic FAIL of everyone trying to save their tests to the jump drives provided to us. This took roughly 20 minutes, all the while we’re bouncing in our seats doing the peepee dance because they wouldn’t let us leave for what the Proctor kept calling our “Comfort Break.”

She made “comfort” sound like “soft blanket, nice hug” type of comfort but I’m pretty sure the Bar Examiners meant “physical relief from the need to pee” type comfort.

Upon return from our Comfort Break, we were chastised by the Proctor again. This time, she was “very disappointed” that we had chosen “not to pay attention the first time” and apparently some people tried to go outside for a cigarette. And because of our atrocious behavior, these “Comfort Breaks may have to be discontinued in the future.”

I finished the Procedure and Evidence part in a little over an hour. I sat there for a minute or two, but I really didn’t have anything else to say. If I didn’t know it, I didn’t know it. If I did, I said everything I could about it. A couple things were totally out of the blue, and some stuff I was sure would be on there wasn’t. So even though I had 30 minutes left, I turned it in and went home. I was hungry, anyway.