Case example essay topic

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I look out the window and see massive buildings, millions of colorful lights lights and above it all a dark night sky. It's almost eight, and I rub my eyes in an effort to wipe away exhaustion from the long day. I struggle to get up and slowly walk over to the huge window. I look down and see hundreds of tiny cars whoosh in all directions, I think I see people, but it's too hard to tell. I sip on my cappuccino while thinking about today's case.

I admire my speech and the carefully thought out questions for the main witness. I remember when I first started my practice: a shabby small office on a side-street, working for a snobbish little man who always annoyingly patted his head to make sure his toupee was still there. I was so inexperienced and scared. I notice that I finished my cappuccino and have been "sipping" on air for the past fifteen minutes; I laugh at myself and toss the empty cup in the trash. Then I fall back into my thoughts, and I realize that I'm proud of me.

I proud of my tall bookshelves full of law books which I have all read, my big desk with piles of folders with cases waiting to be "freed", the confidence I have in the courtroom, the way I worked so hard to be able to say that I love my job, I'm round of how eager I am to come in here every morning and I never want the day to end so I can stay just a little longer. A lot of people can only dream of what I have. I am interrupted by a ring, that's my phone. I pick up the receiver and try to pull myself back into the details of the case I was going over before I decided to take the much-needed break, it's a business call. For the next half an hour I fall into the world of justice, right-and-wrong, the world of my client and our case. I hang up with a smile because I like it when I can tell a person "I will take care of this, don't worry".

This puts people at ease and me in control of the situation so I can give it my best. Of course sometimes you don't win a case not matter how in control you may be, and that's disappointing, but it's just a part of my learning experience, and it is truly a character-building occurrence. I gather my things and glance at the clock, its almost nine, I always think that the clock on my wall is bewitched because it seems to move twice as fast when I'm here, but you know what they say", Time flies when you " re having fun!".