Week 2

This weekend I hiked Mt. Si (pronounced like "sigh"), a mountain just east of Seattle. It is not big as far as mountains go, only around 4200 ft, and the trail is only four miles each way, but it has an elevation gain of 3500 feet in those four miles. I was huffing and puffing, but the view was worth it.

The firm creates some volunteer opportunities during the summer for the summer associates. This Sunday I helped clean a men's homeless shelter. During the day, one of the women coordinating the project told me, "when you guys come back tonight you won't recognize the place." I looked at her quizzically and she said "You stay here, right?" Well, I know I'm not the best dressed but I didn't think I look that down on my luck. Not wanting to embarrass her (even though I don't think she could be embarrassed) I mumbled something about a summer job then went back to what I was doing.

Work-wise, everything is going well. I think I am getting the hang of things. At least how to set my voicemail. My fellow summer associates are very sharp.....and young. Surprisingly, however, I am not the oldest of the
group. One woman is six (6) years older than I am. I wasn't sure how old she was so I told her not to take this the wrong way, but I believed that she and I were the senior members of the group. I asked her if she went to high school in the 80s and she told me she graduated in '82. That made me feel a little better.