And I was randomly selected for jury duty. How special.
The day could certainly have been worse. I was a little concerned, though, when it started with me making the courthouse metal detector beep, backing up and taking off my watch and belt, making the metal detector beep again, and then being subjected to the wand. And I still couldn't get them to kick me out.
Last night, I'd packed my jury duty survival kit - a totebag loaded with some work materials, 400 ASVAB flash cards, and not enough food. About all that stuff was good for was to weigh me down. I had very little uninterrupted time even though a bulk of the time was spent waiting. How does that happen??
I will not bore blog ("blore" - new term?) with the details. I do, however, have renewed appreciation for Einstein's theory of Relativity. Time is certainly not the same everywhere. Courthouse time is right up there with In-an-Airport-During-a-Blizzard time.
- met some nice people
- thought probably too much about the idea of "jury of peers"
- felt old when it seemed all the lawyers were practically young enough to be my children.
- prompted a woman to change her plea to "guilty" just by my mere presence in the jury box.
But alas, that story will have to wait for another day. I feel a need to do something productive like walk the dog, and then I must tute.