Not exactly what I envisioned

I decided that I would go to law school when it became apparent that I could not make it on Broadway. I figured that I would act in the courtroom instead of on the stage. When I envisioned my legal career, it included wearing beautiful suits and arguing in front of a judge or closing some big deal in a big fancy conference room.

Then I went to law school. My vision of practicing law at that point included sitting at a desk most of the day researching and writing. It still included getting in front of a judge every now and then, but most of my visions included me sitting at a desk.

I had a job the summer after my second year of law school that actually combined my two visions. I hated the job. I didn't necessarily hate the work--I didn't think-- but during my third year of law school, when I tried to envision what I would be doing in a few short months, I drew a blank.

I can assure you, that in none of those visions or dreams did I ever envision a day like today.

I spent most of the morning finalizing a brief I've been working on this week. That goes along with my vision of life as a lawyer. However, just as we were getting lunch, all hell broke loose.

Part of our practice involves helping incapacitated adults. One of them has been progressively deteriorating and he became threatening today. We ended up calling 911 and after being restrained by six police men with tasers, he was rolled out on a stretcher to be committed.

That's not exactly what I envisioned.