*shhhh* *i'm whispering*
* 10 am. so i'm sitting in the jury pool room at one of the many district courthouses in my state, doing my civic duty. we just saw the judge, a woman, and she explained to us the many duties and things we must consider if we are called to serve on a trial.
then they played for us a video explaining all the things that could potentially happen if we are called to serve with some old sandra day o'connor looking bag, narrating. blah, blah, blah. i'm sitting in a room with 22 other people; my peers, I assume, and I am the only one with a laptop. huh? we had to leave all cell phones in our vehicles, for they are not even permitted in the building. I have already gone through x-ray security, been subject to a search, and now we have been instructed to stay in this tiny room and wait.
we will going up to the courtroom momentarily to sit through the jury selection process, so i've decided to make today's post like a twitter update and keep you randomly posted of the events throughout the day. who knows what will happen, but the feeling around here seems to be that they are taking this shit seriously. little do they know there is a dreaded blogger amongst the jury pool. hee hee.
i can tell you this, while i was waiting in line to go through the courthouse security, i heard this conversation taking place behind me.
"yo man, i just slapped the bitch," said defendant 1.
"no way dude, where?" said defendant 2.
"right out there in the parking lot, just now. the bitch ratted me out in court so i hauled off and slapped the bitch down," defendant 1 said.
"nice. that oughta look real good when we sit down for the trial today," defendant 2 said.
defendant 1 replied, laughing, "yeaaah. that bitch learned not to f**k with my ass, ever."
should be an interesting day. I'll keep you posted.
12:30-Sorry to disappoint you, but we have been DIS-MISSED! Can't say that I'm upset, because really the only thing I observed, besides the "bitch slap conversation", was the VERY pregnant and VERY beautiful Philippino girl who sat across from me in the jury room, for 2 straight hours, and did.... ab. so. lute. ly. NOTHING. She had not a thing to read, no cell phone, and made not a sound for two hours. Maybe she was a Zen Master and has perfected the art of meditation, because I was thouroughly impressed. And this coming form the only person making noise in the room (the clickety clack of my computer)!