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Last friday I went to the Supreme Court of NSW and got admitted as a lawyer. Pretty unusual ceremony to be honest. You go in, wait for a bit. The Justices come and then you have a mover who says “i bring X to be admitted as a solicitor of this honourable court”. And then the Chief Justice says “I allow X to be admitted into the court”. And says that for each and every person. Then we have to walk in front of the bench and say “I do” or “so help me god” after the Chief Justice makes a speech about upholding the values of the court. Then we sat through and listened to the Justice talk about thirsting for knowledge. Then we left and got our practicing certificates. Fantastic wham bam thank you ma’am heh. There were at least 100 people getting admitted and we were just ‘D,E, and F surname category’. So there’s a shit load of people getting admitted as solicitors per month.
You notice how arbitrary the procedure is when they have to go through each individual and allow them to become a solicitor. The registrar screwed up my name and pronounced my name with an ‘e’ when it has a bloody ‘a’ in it - almost everyone in this country does it. Geez. The repetitiveness of it was quite amusing and i almost laughed out loud. Finally the Justices looked like they were dressed for the festive season. Santa claus anyone?
Yesterday went to Wollongong to pick up some stuff for a mate who’s in Columbia at the moment. Man the weather was miserable - cold and windy at the beach.
