Looks like I was right about the whole "three strikes and you're out" thing. I got home today and found my rejection letter from the Court of Appeals waiting for me in my mailbox. Big honkin' surprise. They thanked me for my continued interest and claimed to be impressed by my credentials. Nevertheless, they could not extend me an interview at this time. Uh-huh. Like I said before, they care more about boasting that their law clerks have Harvard degrees or worked at King & Spalding every summer during law school than they do about whether someone can actually do the job or has done the job before, for 4.5 years nonetheless. And they wonder why they have a revolving door at the front of the courthouse. Five bucks says it's not because the federal government couldn't afford a real door.It's okay. I didn't want to work for someone who is so pretentious that she pronounces her last name, which is Gilbert, as Jill-bear. Yeah, this is the South, lady. Here we pronounce your name Gil-burt. They even pronounce your name Gil-burt in Hollywood. You don't see anyone calling William Petersen Jill-bear Grissom on CSI, do you? I didn't think so. I bet Miss Jill-bear pronounces Target Tar-jay as well. Makes you wonder what she calls Walmart.
