I recently got that sort of opportunity thanks to Chapman Law School's "Employment Blitz," a special event where faculty and alums try to help graduating students find jobs. We brought our rolodexes, laptops, and cellphones to a large room filled with desks and phones, met one-on-one with resumé-toting students, and started making calls. The experience gave me a newfound—or perhaps I should say, "long forgotten"—appreciation of the perils and promises of trying to land an entry-level law job.
To their credit, the graduating students showed calm resolve, and all of the acquaintances and former students that I phoned seemed eager to help. I usually got little more then tentative leads and earnest well-wishing, granted, but even that helped to lift the students' spirits. And hearing somebody reply, "Send him down to my office! I've got some work for him!" definitely made the effort worthwhile.
[Crossposted at Agoraphilia, MoneyLaw, and College Life O.C..]