It’s that time again. Cold season in law school. People are getting sick, and classrooms are getting disgusting.
My first year of law school it seemed as if no one skipped class for anything. You could have the flu, be contagious, get hit by a campus bus on your way out of the health center, and still show up to class. My second year, we’ve maxed out on absences halfway through the semester because of things like “mental health Monday” and “I had a crappy morning Wednesday.” Yet, we still show up when we’re sick: coughing, sneezing, hacking, and mouth-breathing auditory assaulters.
Invariably there are at least two people in much more severe stages of illness than the rest of the Emergen-C dependent, Kleenex-clutching class.
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