Jury Duty - 27 May 2003

27 May 2003

I have Jury Duty today. Yet again, I'm doing the time-travel writing. Figured I should do a "Word of the Day" type tribute at least since I'm gonna be hoping I don't get caught by this word.

Bookcrossing: a scheme whereby, every few days, you are unable to read any of your books, usually at the very moment when you particularly want or need to read them.

Note from the next day: Obviously I didn't get picked for Jury Duty. I got called into the courtroom and sat there with 100 other people as we all crossed our fingers and hoped we didn't win the lame-ass lottery known as "patriotic volunteerism." 14 poor schmucks got unlucky enough to be chosen to serve their country and God by sitting in a hot courtroom for a week, judging the fate of the man that caused them to be sitting in that courtroom. Poor man was doomed before the trial even started. I was hating him for committing/not committing whatever crime had caused me to have to sit in that room and I wasn't even picked!

See the definition for bookcrossing above. Not only that, since I was in the courtroom, I wasn't allowed to read, due to them wanting me to listen or some other cruel and unusual torture mechanism used for...well, torturing the jurors who actually showed up and didn't throw away their juror summons. Which means that every single potential juror was a nurse, a teacher, a lawyer, or worked for Boeing. I don't know. Don't ask.

Damn them all to hell!

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