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Crap On Toast
Saturday, January 19, 2008  Ten more days till jury duty. Oh, how I do not want to go. Why does it seem like some people never get called, whereas I'm summoned like clockwork, the dreaded document lurking in my mailbox four years and one day after the last time I served? Yeah, yeah, it's my civic duty, I should be honored to serve on a jury, I'd like smart people such as myself sitting in judgement of me if I pushed someone in front of an incoming G train, blah blah blah. It still doesn't make up for the fact I have to be at the courthouse at the ungodly hour of 8:30 AM and that the Kings County Court House sucks. The last time I was there I spent all of two minutes in the waiting room, where I had planned on alternately reading a book and knitting a scarf to while away the time before being called. I was then herded into the tiniest court room I'd ever seen (not that I've seen many, but the number of people they crammed in there must have been against some fire safety ordinance or other) where I was forced to sit pressed up against my fellow jurors-in-waiting. It was rush hour subway cramped and the sweltering atmosphere added to my sweaty discomfort and squelched any desire I might have to spend another minute, much less a week or two, in that room, despite my love of Law & Order and its slew of spin-offs. I was called back the next day as a potential juror, but I managed to wrangle out of it by asking a few pertinent questions. Lawyers don't seem to like questions, especially when they're coming from articulate women whose native language is English. So I was sent back to the waiting room. Another group was called to serve, me not included. After they trudged off to certain doom, the guy in charge told us we could leave for the day AND not come back the next! What a coup. I hope this year's courthouse adventure will end as advantageously, but somehow I doubt it. posted at 10:23 PM . link to this post .   .
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For some reason I have always managed to get out of jury duty -- I call on my day, and my number is in the series that has been excused.
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Oh my, I'm so with you, Angela. I got called in January, and as always, wound up actually on a jury. I'm 4 for 4, on a trial every time I get called.
By Yeah, I got called every four years on the dot. Never been on a jury though, and I didn't get picked this time, either. And now that they changed the rules in New York, I only had to show for one day and now I won't be called for another eight years! Woohoo!
By you know, you should blur that barcode :)
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