Procrastination: A Means to an End
Pro-bloody-crastination; even saying the word seems like a waste of time. So as I’m sat here, music blaring, laptop on and the workload piling up, a familiar battle takes place – do I give in to the lures of popular entertainment, stroll the internet and engage in that constantly enticing Facebook stalk… or should I buckle to the ever-growing pressure of university work?
To the outsider, the answer would seem pretty obvious – after all, we’re paying three grand for the joys of study, and as we’re constantly reminded by the ‘come and join us’ nature of the big law firms, our hard work will one day pay off.
Or will it?
The issue with all work and no play is that we know exactly what we’re getting – hell, all that’s needed is a couple of contours, and our life is practically mapped out: do the work, beat the competition, and get the job. There would be no complaints here if the job was one of variation and intrigue, but ask anyone who’s meandered their way through the latest trust law bestseller, and they’ll tell you: law is boring.
Initially, this principal is difficult to come to terms with, and a complicated process of self denial is generally employed by the law student, forcing themselves to believe that they haven’t confined themselves to three years of sheer boredom, or in the worst cases, a lifetime of legal entertainment. Unfortunately, such self denial can often subsist, and even grow, leading the said law student to commit themselves to an, albeit generously paid, training contract, in one of the unaptly named ‘magic circle’ firms.
Indeed, the money to some is the selling point; preying upon the value which they attach to social freedom, as opposed to those of eternal riches. Give more weight to the latter and the legal worlds for you – but if any doubts are being housed; well, it’s essential for one to look beyond the dull settings of the court room and its legal offerings.
Any retrospective life wanderer will tell you that lack of money can be compromised with the richness of life; have a good one, building on the freedoms of choice and lifestyle, and a dwindling bank account will be a mere blemish in your life story. However, choose the lure of hefty wage slips in London’s legal network, and it may be that the endless hours spent sifting your way through countless legal volumes will be the determining basis for the middle, and end, of life’s unwritten novel; in which there will most certainly not be any spare pages for the self-indulging art of procrastination.
