the cost of doing business
here's the scene: i'm sitting in the library. in the computer lab. i have a laptop now, so i don't have to scramble and fight for the precious resource of a computer. it has wi-fi, so i can sit anywhere i want. i get a seat by the window. i'm about to log into this blogged world, and post something. hadn't really thought about what yet. was just gonna let it flow out. well, before the computer even boots up, two girls from my arabic class approach.
the conversation begins roughly like this:
"what are You doing?" says the first one.
"i was just going to do some writing." i say, but i think to myself, 'fat chance of getting any of that done. i'm going to be doing arabic now.' as they sit down. i must say, i am grateful for the company of these two lovely ladies.
so we go through the motions of reading and translating a passage and answering some questions based on it. but our attentions are easily diverted to conversation.
at one point the conversation turns to the fact that the second girl is taking law and will become a lawyer.
my old roommate had been the receptionist at Halifax's top firm. i tell her this. my old roommate made 420 dollars a week. i tell her this. the senior partner at the firm made 420 dollars an hour. i tell her this.
it occurs to me that part of what i would like to accomplish in my life is to help people feel that this is an entirely unfair disribution of wealth. i know that life isn't fair. but that doesn't mean we shouldn't do everything we can to make it as fair as possible. instead of just accepting that the world is like that, or never even realizing that it is within our capability to do so.
the conversation begins roughly like this:
"what are You doing?" says the first one.
"i was just going to do some writing." i say, but i think to myself, 'fat chance of getting any of that done. i'm going to be doing arabic now.' as they sit down. i must say, i am grateful for the company of these two lovely ladies.
so we go through the motions of reading and translating a passage and answering some questions based on it. but our attentions are easily diverted to conversation.
at one point the conversation turns to the fact that the second girl is taking law and will become a lawyer.
my old roommate had been the receptionist at Halifax's top firm. i tell her this. my old roommate made 420 dollars a week. i tell her this. the senior partner at the firm made 420 dollars an hour. i tell her this.
it occurs to me that part of what i would like to accomplish in my life is to help people feel that this is an entirely unfair disribution of wealth. i know that life isn't fair. but that doesn't mean we shouldn't do everything we can to make it as fair as possible. instead of just accepting that the world is like that, or never even realizing that it is within our capability to do so.
posted by Dana Kittilsen @ 3:40 PM
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