And you are so right! But the third time was a charm, and I passed and enjoyed it for the first year. In hindsight, the only reason I was happy for a while is because I like meeting new people, and for that reason it wasn’t boring. As soon as I met Jon (the father of my daughters) while taking a deposition, and we began dating, I lost all interest in the work. It was tedious. I’m sure you can tell I’m a talker, so sitting behind a machine for half a day and listening to the conversations of others and being silent was frustrating. And of course there wasn’t an ounce of creativity to the job.

I worked from 1980 until January of 1983 when I was pregnant and had to be hospitalized.

A short backstory: After I didn’t pass the second time, I took a battery of tests at UCLA to help discover the best career choices for me. I only held a BA in sociology and by that time had spent over three years in court reporting school. The career counselor said she wished she had met me before I chose my college major because she would have encouraged me to go to hotel management school or teach high school English.

Writer and copyeditor. “What doesn’t kill us gives us something new to write about” ~ J. Wright

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