Raising the Right Hand

Well today I had Jury Duty. You know, that thing where you take a day off work to go try and accuse an innocent person. Or one that deserved it. Either way, I was stuck in doing this for the fact that I have already skipped out on it once.

Personally, I think I would enjoy doing jury duty, if nothing was conflicting with my schedule. But seeing as though I am a full time student with a scholarship depending on whether I do good in school, I would rather wait until I become another fellow government drone like the rest of us out there just to put food on the table.

Well on the sour note I awoke with a bummed out personality. I was nowhere near happy nor excited to go to jury duty, from what I would hear/see.

The drive there was easy until I went into the downtown area known as Market and 14th street. It was around 7:50 and I still had to park and go to JD. When I found the parking structure they announced that they were no longer giving JD parking passes. I was officially screwed into paying the 8 dollars and no change for the entire day.

After parking and getting even more bummed about having to pay for parking seeing as though I was already late, I arrived in the building, to almost forget my keys and iPod in the little basket in which you have to place your items to go through the metal detector. Then upstairs I went to see what was in store for me.

I waited in the lounge, and waited, and waited some more, listening to the disqualifications and what not. Until they decided to get the show on the road by being sent to room 45 on the 4th floor. She made us remember this for like the millionth time.

Once entered the jury room, we all had the opportunity to go and talk to the judge and give our excuse for the day for the reason we could not attend JD for around 2 weeks. I was hearing what people were saying and listened to the judge further interrogate them. When he came up to listen to my dispute I didn't even last a minute, while others were explaining and spewing their reasons for a dismissal. In the end my minute of fame let me off the hook. And now I am typing away how this whole JD thing functions. If you can go, go. If not, until next year. Go figure.

Well the good thing is they won't be bothering me for an entire year. O crap... :-/