Boycotting the LSAT
Funny thing happened on the way to law school. I went online to register for the LSAT today, and their registration form put a crimp in my plans. As somebody who was once contacted by the Manhattan District Attorney's office to tell me they'd caught a guy with my name and social security number on a list as he was trying to pass a bad credit card, I've gotten a little sensitive about handing out all my personal information. The LSAC isn't happy with your name and address, not even the social security number is enough. They want your mother's maiden name, your date of birth, every scrap of information that somebody hacking their database would need to commit identity fraud.
I'm sure they take their duty to prevent potential law school candidates from employing ringers or using false ID's seriously, but this is over the top for signing up to take a test just to see how I do. As much as I've come to enjoy the sample test problems, I know myself well enough to recognize when my heart isn't in something. My basic formula for figuring out how determined I am about going somewhere is how big an obstacle I'm willing to overcome to get there. In this instance, I'm not willing to fill out an online form, which I'll have to admit isn't that big an obstacle.
So that brings this blogging chapter to an end. I'll be boycotting the LSAT in June, and probably every subsequent test date as well. As my cousin Ernie once famously advised me, "You shouldn't go to grad school to run away from life," and if I didn't take his advice then, I'll pretend I'm taking it now. Law School for me was a fallback plan for if my income holds up and I can't come up with anything better to do with my time, but that application form reminded me that it's just an opportunity to follow somebody else's rules and routine for three years, something that I've never been good at. I think I'll spend the entrance fee I saved on a good bottle of Scotch and offer myself a toast to finding something more constructive to do with my time. It beats toasting to business failure:-)
I'm sure they take their duty to prevent potential law school candidates from employing ringers or using false ID's seriously, but this is over the top for signing up to take a test just to see how I do. As much as I've come to enjoy the sample test problems, I know myself well enough to recognize when my heart isn't in something. My basic formula for figuring out how determined I am about going somewhere is how big an obstacle I'm willing to overcome to get there. In this instance, I'm not willing to fill out an online form, which I'll have to admit isn't that big an obstacle.
So that brings this blogging chapter to an end. I'll be boycotting the LSAT in June, and probably every subsequent test date as well. As my cousin Ernie once famously advised me, "You shouldn't go to grad school to run away from life," and if I didn't take his advice then, I'll pretend I'm taking it now. Law School for me was a fallback plan for if my income holds up and I can't come up with anything better to do with my time, but that application form reminded me that it's just an opportunity to follow somebody else's rules and routine for three years, something that I've never been good at. I think I'll spend the entrance fee I saved on a good bottle of Scotch and offer myself a toast to finding something more constructive to do with my time. It beats toasting to business failure:-)
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