Two amusing things about some of my fellow classmates:
1. Imagine your professor has just given a hypo and asked a question about a case you’re discussing. As they glance around the room, not a single volunteer, they peer over the students, looking for the next cold call victim. Suddenly, a cell phone rings… and clear as a bell, vocals and all, the ringtone is “Wake Me up Before You Go Go”. Can you guess who is called? And then it rang again.
2. A seatmate in a class got up at our break to ask the professor a question. He left his composition book closed but in plain view. You know, the one’s with the black-and-white mottled covers? Only this one has a different label on it… instead of reading “Civ Pro” or “Torts” it says, “Name: Snoopy, Hobbies: Supertime!” with a picture of Snoopy, doing his Peanuts dance.
I want one of those composition books now! I sincerely hope I get to practice law with people like these two classmates. Too many lawyers (hell, people) are just too stuffy!
My evidence professor told us a story about when he was teaching a 1L class and a girl’s phone went off and she let it go to voicemail. She then recited. The phone rang again. It turned out that it was her husband, calling first to wish her good luck (she knew she was getting called on that day) and then again to see how she did. My prof normally is pretty no-nonsense, but he thought that was very sweet.