Juice Declares April Fifth "Every Dumb Ass Needs a Lucky Break Sometime" Day

Super congrats to M, who landed a sweet summer job at [super prestigious law office] despite significant obstacles that were placed in his path by his worst enemy (himself).

A few months ago, M sent me a writing sample and asked me to take a look at it so he could use it for job applications. Being the diligent student and caring friend that I am, I spent several hours on the document and made numerous changes and notations using the "Track Changes" feature. Then I emailed it back to him.

Now, M is obviously a highly intelligent human being, which is why this next part of the story is puzzling. M could not figure out how to get rid of the "Track Changes" stuff. Instead of asking Yours Truly for assistance, he attempts to solve the problem himself and is unable to do so.

Fast forward a couple of months. He applies for the job at [super prestigious law office]. They contact him via email and ask him to send a writing sample. He clicks a button that says "Hide marked changes" or something like that and sends it to them.

This morning, M finds himself interviewing at [super prestigious law office]. His interviewer pulls out his writing sample, and from across the desk, he can see all the little word balloons in the right margin. He had sent them the writing sample with all my comments on it! OMG! OMGWTF?!

(Okay, I had to take a little break to roll on the floor/laugh my ass off at M's expense. Am back.)

You see, I had made a lot of changes. And I had written a lot of comments. And several of my comments were not very, um, professional.

So M comes back to school feeling like a big dope and we all laughed our asses off at (with) him and probably didn't make him feel much better, but he had a pretty decent que sera sera attitude about the whole thing. We were helping him envision how the whole staff must just be rolling with laughter at that stupid writing sample as he walked out the door, etc.

Anyhoo, he got a call that afternoon with a job offer from [super prestigious law office]. Holy shit! He must have rocked them in that interview. And he received a second job offer today, too. Wow. What a lucky duck.

So, congrats to M. That was one of the klutziest, punkiest, boneheadest things I've ever heard. Lucky, lucky, lucky duck.