I have been sitting on some wonderful news for a couple of days now because I couldn't share it publicly until I had a firm offer and had resigned from my previous job. Now that all the formalities are taken care of, I can share with you:
I got a new job!
I was hired as an attorney at a law firm here in Colorado. It is such an amazing opportunity and right in line with where I see my career going, so I'm sure you can imagine how thrilled I am.
Before I give too many details, I want to back up and tell you the story.
For a couple months, I had sent out resumes to jobs that appeared to fit with my goals. There weren't too many, but I wanted to throw my hat in just in case an amazing opportunity arose. So, when an advertisement for a Paralegal appeared in Craigslist, I sent off my resume. I figured that even though I didn't want to be a paralegal for too long, I could show them what a kick-ass attorney I could be for their firm.
Still, it was a long shot that they'd call.
They did. The next day. And I threw on my best suit, printed out my references list, and interviewed with their newest attorney would desperately needed a paralegal. We quickly determined that even though I was over-qualified for that position, there might be another fit for me. As I left, I overheard him ask the receptionist to "put this resume on Nate's desk for immediate review."
The next afternoon, they called again. This time, the owner of the firm wanted to meet with me: "Can you come over here right now? You don't need to be dressed up or prepare, just come over so we can meet you." I was already sitting in the parking lot of the gym where I coach, wearing sweats and flip flops, so I told her I couldn't. After comparing calendars for a few minutes, she replied "look, he wants to meet with you right away, so I don't even want to look past tomorrow for times."
I told her I was about to coach a gymnastics class, but I could come to the office afterwards. I informed her that not only was I dressed casually, I was wearing sweats. She assured me that was perfectly fine, so after my class I headed over the the law firm and met with the head attorney.
We talked for almost 2 hours, both about professional things and just getting to know each other. I quickly forgot how I was dressed and instead found myself very comfortable. His wife, the office manager, joined us for the meeting and I left feeling welcomed and confident I would receive a job offer. But I had the weekend to wait.
Monday rolled around and I received a text late in the evening offering me the job and by Wednesday I was sitting in the office (more appropriately dressed this time) working out the details of my employment.
It's crazy to think that I applied for a paralegal job, on a whim that they might need an attorney, attended my second interview in sweats from the gym, and was still offered the job. It goes against everything you're taught in law school - about attire and professionalism - but I can't begin to tell you how right it all was.
And ultimately, if you really want to get to know someone and learn if they are a right fit for your company, all the suit and formality does is get in the way. This week, I was offered a dream job and a new crop of friends all in one fell swoop. And I did it in sweat pants!
I got a new job!
I was hired as an attorney at a law firm here in Colorado. It is such an amazing opportunity and right in line with where I see my career going, so I'm sure you can imagine how thrilled I am.
Before I give too many details, I want to back up and tell you the story.
For a couple months, I had sent out resumes to jobs that appeared to fit with my goals. There weren't too many, but I wanted to throw my hat in just in case an amazing opportunity arose. So, when an advertisement for a Paralegal appeared in Craigslist, I sent off my resume. I figured that even though I didn't want to be a paralegal for too long, I could show them what a kick-ass attorney I could be for their firm.
Still, it was a long shot that they'd call.
They did. The next day. And I threw on my best suit, printed out my references list, and interviewed with their newest attorney would desperately needed a paralegal. We quickly determined that even though I was over-qualified for that position, there might be another fit for me. As I left, I overheard him ask the receptionist to "put this resume on Nate's desk for immediate review."
The next afternoon, they called again. This time, the owner of the firm wanted to meet with me: "Can you come over here right now? You don't need to be dressed up or prepare, just come over so we can meet you." I was already sitting in the parking lot of the gym where I coach, wearing sweats and flip flops, so I told her I couldn't. After comparing calendars for a few minutes, she replied "look, he wants to meet with you right away, so I don't even want to look past tomorrow for times."
I told her I was about to coach a gymnastics class, but I could come to the office afterwards. I informed her that not only was I dressed casually, I was wearing sweats. She assured me that was perfectly fine, so after my class I headed over the the law firm and met with the head attorney.
We talked for almost 2 hours, both about professional things and just getting to know each other. I quickly forgot how I was dressed and instead found myself very comfortable. His wife, the office manager, joined us for the meeting and I left feeling welcomed and confident I would receive a job offer. But I had the weekend to wait.
Monday rolled around and I received a text late in the evening offering me the job and by Wednesday I was sitting in the office (more appropriately dressed this time) working out the details of my employment.
It's crazy to think that I applied for a paralegal job, on a whim that they might need an attorney, attended my second interview in sweats from the gym, and was still offered the job. It goes against everything you're taught in law school - about attire and professionalism - but I can't begin to tell you how right it all was.
And ultimately, if you really want to get to know someone and learn if they are a right fit for your company, all the suit and formality does is get in the way. This week, I was offered a dream job and a new crop of friends all in one fell swoop. And I did it in sweat pants!






