Day #207: Jack Lee “Crime Doesn’t Pay”
I had jury duty for the first time ever today. My favorite part was the two women in charge of the whole thing who made the 20 minute orientation very entertaining before we were left to sit around bored to death for most of the morning. Some for most of the day. One, on a tangent about how the one-time $15 fee is all the county can pay to short-term jurors and joking salaries, said that she does her own hair and nails. “Glued these on last night… so, if you find one on the floor, let me know.”
They went through roll call and handed out cards with a number that identified us. I was lucky number seven and on my way to voire dire for a criminal case, which I wouldn’t have been able to serve on anyways (read: conflict of interest). A husky bailiff in a white suit came to collect us. About 40 of us marched down the hall and stopped in front of a door while he went to check if it was okay to go ahead in. Then he came out and we turned around and marched all the way back (read: the parties reached a plea deal). 15 minutes later, I was back in my car heading home.
Looks like I won’t be needed to defend truth, justice, and the American Way for the county this year.