Why, Yes, I Do  I went out for drinks for a friend's birthday
last weekend, and got to meet a bunch of her friends. I joined
the festivities late, so I was a couple of drinks behind the
rest of the crowd.  Meeting my friend's friend, the first thing
he asked was, "So, I heard you were a public defender?"
"Yes...." I replied, preparing myself for the worst.  "I bet you
know a lot of really dirty jokes."  Jumping Back In, Possibly
Believe it or not, I have applied to be a public defender again.
At a new office. In a new city.  I had an interview, and it was
a little bit weird. I know a lot about being a public defender
already, I know what I'm getting myself into, I can talk the
public defender talk and trade war stories, but I didn't want to
come across as a know-it-all.  At the end of the interview they
asked me, "What questions do you have for us?" And, of course, I
answered with an appropriate question.    Here are the questions
I could have asked, but didn't:  1)  What does my office will
look like?  The