In that meeting, I saw a lawyer for the first time in my life. The lawyer kept talking as if he stops talking he will die. He also seemed he take it as his responsibility to make us laugh as often as possible. I found myself enjoying being there. For one reason, I was an observer, so I didn’t have much responsibility. And I thought he was clever-Ok, a lawyer must be clever!–he got information what he needed to know very quickly. I spoke what I wanted to say without hesitation. If I hesitated to open my mouth, I couldn’t stop him talking.
When it was ended, I was feeling great because I was able to speak anything that I wanted to say without any hesitations. He doesn’t seem to care if I said something firmly. I expected him, lawyer, of his age would be arrogant and didn’t hear what YOUNG woman like me. I often feel I must really care to choose the right words when I speak to a man who is older than me. They sometimes pretend that they are very eager to hear women’s opinions. I can sense that disguise. You can’t underestimate women’s hunch! But I didn’t sense this feeling when I was speaking to him. He seemed to concentrate on his work. In other words, he didn’t care about the people around him…
Our appointment supposed to last for two hours, so one of my colleagues tried to end this meeting, but he didn’t let her do so. Because he wanted to ask us more questions! He stayed almost three hours and he ran to the next appointment. We hoped him to be in time for the next appointment!