My Interview Reflection. (Includes Russian Spies! SWEET)

Well, I'm doing an absolutely horrid job at keeping up on all my posts. So Im going to try to kick it up a notch. By going on my blog and posting on it whenever I am within immediate access to a computer. TRY being the key word there. Aside from that my interview that I did with my partners that involved asking questions to an immigration lawyer went just fine. Gunner had the question list that i co-wrote with him, and austin had control over the voice recorder and making sure that all of the technical aspects involving the recorder went smoothly. I was in charge of improvising questions out of where the conversation was going so that we could get the most out of our interviewwee the immigration lawyer. We found out a lot about him, when we had the chance to meet him we found out alot about him, he was a man in his mid thirties. He grew up in israel, and so when he turned Eighteen, he told us, that he was drafted into the millitary. I thought at first, wow poor fella, but then I later learned that all of the men get drafted into the israelian millitary when you turn eighteen. Wow, who knew. Good thing I live in the United States, oh wait, we might be starting a draft soon. Never mind. Anyways back to our groups interviewee, where was I? Oh yes, he was a young man from israel and got drafted, so I asked him how he'd gone from the Israelian front lines to this nice law firm that specialized in immigration services on sixth avenue downtown San Diego. So he told me and our attentiveley listening audio recorder his story how he did so. Very interesting. So he told us his story all the way up until he got to the law firm in the U.S. It turns out that our lawyer had, after serving the certain amount of years in the Israelian army that he had to serve, he then went to europe to further the studies that he had started in Israel. Then he went up another rung of the old ladder of national importance to go study law at The Southern California School of Law right here in San Deigo. And once he graduated he continued his law career right here in Americas Finest City. And thats not just the U.S. thats ALL of America, including Canada, Mexico, Brazil, Chile and all those other american countries which I cant remember. Anyways, Scince starting to work at the law firm, our good friend has helped many-a-people get into this wonderfull country. Hes helped A LOT OF PEOPLE, all the way from fruit vendors from italy all the way to russian spies, you heard me, RUSSIAN SPIES. I asked if there was a weighing system so that its harder to get in to some countries than others. So I says to him, "What is the hardest country to get into, and what is the easiest?". An he says to me, USA= HARDEST TO GET INTO, NIGERIA= EASIEST. Hmm, I wonder why. No Alex. No.