They called me in. On the Thursday of my jury duty week. Seriously.
I had plans for the day, but no matter. Guess my hand didn’t need therapizing. Guess the Korean spa would have to wait. Jury duty cares not for my hand needs or my spa needs.
I almost didn’t get out of bed. Jury duty, in all of its wonderful civil glory, holds potential for me being forced to deal with all of the things I despise and detest and make strong efforts in my everyday life to avoid.
Here is a (likely incomplete) list of things I despise, detest, and make strong efforts in my everyday life to avoid, which jury duty has the potential to make me deal with: Read the rest of this entry →