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I posted a thread a few days ago about being selected for jury duty and the subsequent pain in the ass that was.
To recap, I got assigned to a civil trial with potentially 17 days of testimony. First off, the case involved two rich pricks I could care less about arguing over money. Secondly, today was our SIXTH day in court, and the jury hadn't been formed yet. The defendant was even dumb enough to converse with potential jurors at one point. I pleaded with the judge to let me go because of a severe financial hardship, but he didn't care about people like me, though he did excuse an actor with "potential" jobs around the corner.
Well, the lawyers finally peppered us with questions regarding our various opinions on things. I remember saying "too much" when asked how much lawyers make (the case involved lawyer's fees), so that probably helped my case, just as I planned.
When they announced my juror number (indicating I was excused), I had a smile as wide as The Joker, shaking hands with my fellow inmates on the way out. Thank God that's over.
On the plus side, the people I were around were very nice, and a few of the female jurors were VERY easy on the eyes. I even struck up lengthy conversations with a couple of them, which is very unusual for me. I can't exactly rely on my looks, so I just rambled on with my Groucho Marx-inspired quips. Hell, I've got the hair for it.
So when it was all done, I hopped on the subway, caught the bus, walked the last mile home, then headed to the nearby school to give a final "fuck you" to Arnold before I leave Los Angeles for NYC next year.
All in all, it was a pretty good day. :)
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