I’m studying at Wilde Roast today.
I walked up to the Barista to order:
Me: “May I have a large coffee for here?”
Barista: “Sure. Is this something to take the edge off or sharpen up?”
I point to the 10-inch stack of books at my table – Conflicts, Environmental Law, Tax Law, and Taxation statutes.
Me: “To sharpen up. I have reading to do.”
Barista: “Yikes! Are you a law student or something?”
Me: “Actually, I am.”
The most important lesson I learned as a history and English major in undergrad is not to be afraid of large books. It’ll take some hours, but if can manage to wade through Huxley, Joyce, and lengthy treatises on Stalinism then anything is possible.
Ain’t that the truth.
If you can wade through Joyce, maybe sprinkled with a healthy dose of Faulkner, you’re probably a dense book reading champion.
Haha. Law school to Joyce is like Coca-Cola to Molasses.