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My day of jury duty

I had to call in for jury duty last week for the first time in eight years or so (!) and my group number was called in for Tuesday morning.

  • Get there early and hustle over to the courthouse. Happy my sprained ankle is back in working order.
  • Go through the metal detectors. Woman in front of me thinks she'll be able to get through with a belt with a huge metal buckle.
  • Check in and sit down.
  • Start to nod off during orientation.
  • Try not to fall asleep as jury groups are being called. I get called in the third or fourth round.
  • End up being one of the first eighteen candidates for the court case. I'm in seat number fifteen.
  • Judge talks and talks. I start to get fidgety.
  • I am short with short legs and my feet don't sit flat on the ground. Knees start to hurt and I try to find a comfortable position.
  • Judge asks lots of questions. One juror gets dismissed. I move one seat down.
  • We get a ten minute break. I eat beef jerky, drink water and check my work email.
  • Back into the courtroom for 20 minutes before we're dismissed for lunch.
  • Get my parking validated on the third floor. See that cafeteria has huge line. Decide to find food elsewhere.
  • Phone battery dies while I'm trying to look up restaurants. Sit in car and charge phone while reading Oliver Twist (I never read it as a child!)
  • Get a hot dog from a street vendor.
  • Take my hot dog for a walk down to the Arts District of Santa Ana. Get a grande iced chai from Starbucks. Decide that if I end up on the jury, I'd try and go to Chapter One for lunch the next day.
  • Walk back to the courthouse
  • Time for voir dire. Defense calls on me twice. Prosecution does not pay attention to me.
  • Lots of jurors get dismissed by the lawyers. I end up in the jury box.
  • "The defense thanks and dismisses juror number eleven..." OH THANK GOD
  • Gather my stuff, get my proof of service, get in my car and drive to work.


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