Normally my parents are go to people for inspirational speeches, since they oddly seem to think I may be the smartest, brightest person in the world (well, except for my sister and my brother). Which is nice, considering I think they may be the only people who think so.
However, when I talked to my dad during my parents' monthly "make sure that Miss Royal Turkey is still alive and lecture her for not calling more often" phone call, I told my dad what I could expect to make as a public interest attorney in New York, since I had interviewed with a NYC public interest organization. He stated, "You'll starve!" Thanks, Dad.
Monday, November 5, 2007
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