It’s Friday, and so I’m posting something a bit lighter than my usual casenotes for a change.

The other day, Nikki, who blogs at My Life to Our Life, put up a post comparing what she’s working at now to what she planned to do when she was a child.  This sort of thing has quite a bit of meaning for me given my four year employment farrago prior to coming back to the law, in which the previous installment looked like this –


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Anyway, this got me to thinking about things in your job you didn’t expect when you went into it (or in my case, came back to it).  Something I didn’t expect on returning to the law was how often I’d find myself drinking cold tea and coffee.

I should explain.

I love what I do, and because of that, I get a bit focussed on it, especially if it’s a challenging file.  I also drink a lot of tea through the day.  This is a poor combination.  At least once a morning and a couple of times each afternoon I go and make myself a mug of extra-strong Tetley and then come back to my desk.  As soon as I do I find myself caught up by the current legal problem that I need to unpick.  Meanwhile, my mug sits there thus…

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A mug of tea in its natural habitat

By the time I remember it, the tea is feeling unloved and (like any things that feel unloved) it’s having trouble staying excited about its job, which is to be hot and bracing.

I’m sure this isn’t a rare problem.  My friend Allie, for instance, at Living My Full Life, recently posted about how much she’s enjoying a line of seasonal teas.  She has a newborn baby, and I’m guessing from experience that she drinks a lot of it fairly lukewarm.  Anyway, it seemed to me that my experience now contrasts radically with my not-too-distant work as a factory hand or gardener or labourer when the tea break/smoko was close to sacred and was rarely-if-ever disturbed.  I suppose it’s because the five minutes of peace and quiet for a hot cup of tea or coffee made a welcome break from sun and dust and power tools and physical labour.

What do you find about your current work that you didn’t expect?