Chapter #20
[1] It was going to cost me 300 dollars to exchange the radiator but I decided that trying to somehow glue the hole was going to be sufficient. The man working at a garage showed me a pile of broken ones from exactly the same model lying in the corner but I preferred not to believe him. My bank account was running low again, every dollar counted and I decided to keep the money I got from my parents. Later, when we stopped about 100 miles from Las Vegas it would remind itself through a hissing sound when we parked somewhere in the sun of the Nevada desert near cactuse for a toilet. We would then spend the remaining distance stopping at every exit or the side of the freeway filling in the water after driving while watching in panic the turning pointer of the temperature gauge. Praying that the whole car is not going to explode but insisting we should keep going. The AAA was free only for eight miles. Eventually we made it to the Monte Carlo hotel and in the morning I found a mechanic who exchanged the radiator on the same day for one hundred dollars more.
[2] The graduation ceremony was over but I still had to pass final exams before becoming a Berkeley graduate. After a couple oversleeps I had finally declared my major. I told Tomek to eat all the strawberries from the reception held by the Campagnile tower as this was going to be the last and only thing that the university was going to offer to us for free. Thansamay had come over from Los Angeles but left a but earlier than planned. We dropped the parents of after visit at Byrans and Kamil. I took Tomek to see Barry and Merylin, we saw David for chicken katsu and then drove back to the Bay Area. There awaited for me a few weeks of freedom mixed with uncertainty of what was going to happen next. Job and money obviously. After Tomek left San Francisco I got a few calls from recruiters. A law firm in San Francisco in a beautiful building with a very comfortable chairs and some financial company run by Russians where I was tested with my compuding interests skills and was asked to tell them a joke. I failed on both accounts. I spent the rest of time with Ken.
[3] Being a lawyer had always been my dream. It started really when I was sitting at my grandfather's room when I pulled one of the legal books stacked in his bookshelf. It dealt with the cases of unlawful arrest and a compensation that a person would be entitled in such a case. Now I was here to pursue and realise my dreams. That's why I'm applying to become a paralegal. Ah, I just love listening to you, interuppted [X] a very nice HR lady. I had read somewhere that you should never cause inconvenience so I had asked just for a glass of water. On the application form I put forty thousand as my desired salary and the lady confirmed it was just the right amount of money to ask. It was hot outside but we were sitting in a nice comfortable and air-conditined office in their headquarters in Palo Alto. I was already figuring out where I was going to live. Palo Alto seemed like the most optimal option. The only problem was now going to be visa issues. My OPT was not going to arrive until August and they needed someone to start working as soon as possible.
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