This past Friday, I had to call to see if I was selected to join the jury duty pool. They told me that I had to appear on Monday morning, not at the court complex 5 miles from my house, but the one 30 miles away. So this morning, after driving 45 minutes in the snow and slush, I sat in the big room with dozens of other bored and frustrated souls, reading my book. About 8 years ago I was in the very same position. That time I sat around all day and then was told I had served my country well and to go home.
This time I waited not longer than an hour before I was called in with a dozen others into a tiny, bare white room with two opposing lawyers. They asked us all kinds of questions and in the end I was selected as juror #6 in a 6-juror jury. We'll be hearing a case next Tuesday. Should be fun!
Oh, and in honor of the Oscars, I bring this piece of juvenility...I mean, "original piece of mixed media art":
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