Tedious melancholy of insidious intent. I dived headlong into a pile of documents and have spent the whole morning helping on a due diligence task.

I spent seven years at university, what with a double degree and honours. I have spent hours thinking about difficult hypothetical legal problems that pose little resemblance to the real world. Somehow, I believed this was preparation for the real world.

One of my tasks today was to go through a pile of 30 documents and check which ones have missing or photocopied signatures. They should have taught a class at law school on perseverance in the face of boredom, it would have proved useful…

That said, things are starting to become challenging now. Without notice, my supervising partner asks me a question (gives me an instruction) that needs to be answered (obeyed) within the hour. A question from a partner generally opens Pandora's box, with the initial question leading to a series of other more difficult questions which in turn led to other doubts, suspicions and uncertainties.

The pain of thinking and hard work is something that I had grown unacquainted with at university *sigh* I shouldn’t have had those two glasses of champagne and scotch on the rocks last night.