Two four letter words ending in why. At any rate my day was fantastically pointless since I sat there all day in the anteroom to hell jury waiting room and was never called to form part of any of the 10 juries they put together on Monday. I have at least four more days of this before my time in the bowels of justice comes to an end. Still, they have decent wifi and it gives me a chance to catch up on my reading.
My chance for selection to a civil trial ended when I was called into the interview room, sat in the chair and noticed it had been pushed down to the lowest position. The two lawyers seemed embarrassed when I asked them what stupid games they were playing with the chair height.
Once again, I failed to make it that far. Maybe next time. On the way out I walked by the post office on the lobby level of the court building. There were about 20 mail box bins with roughly 100,000 summons to jury waiting to go out. I'll be there again, I'm sure.
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Just view it as an opportunity to write your novel.
Former career military are almost always the subject of a peremptory challenge by the defense attorney. Because....
I've been in those bowels of justice twice. Caused a revolt the first time, actually was seated on a jury the second.
Better than a Grisham novel that second time.
And yes, what Anne said, wrote that novel.
Er, write, I'm thinking of the future when someone asks, "So when did you write your first novel..."
"I wrote it on jury duty."
My chance for selection to a civil trial ended when I was called into the interview room, sat in the chair and noticed it had been pushed down to the lowest position.
The two lawyers seemed embarrassed when I asked them what stupid games they were playing with the chair height.
Once again, I failed to make it that far. Maybe next time. On the way out I walked by the post office on the lobby level of the court building. There were about 20 mail box bins with roughly 100,000 summons to jury waiting to go out. I'll be there again, I'm sure.
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