September 25, 2007

One Day Down, Possibly One to Go

Logic dropped me off at the courthouse with 10 minutes to spare. I ran across the street and picked up something to eat and then stood in line to walk through security.
Once in the building, I walked down a long marble-tile hallway and entered the jury room with a dozen other people. We were greeted with a winding line that wove through the room. Over 400 people congregated in one small area to do their civic duty.
Shortly after checking in, my name was called and I was escorted to a courtroom where I spent the next three hours answering questions. And just as I was feeling invested in the case, I was excused. I took the walk of shame back to the jury room where I had to check back in.
Surprised and relieved, I was able to leave for the day with instructions to be back at 8:45 the next morning. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been given the freedom to run amok in the city so I took full advantage. I walked to the gym and had a great workout. While on the elliptical, I debated between going downtown to spend money I didn't have or taking the car and going home. I decided on the latter and spent my afternoon putting around the house.
By the time Logic got home I had dinner on the table and the house was clean. He was impressed and none the wiser that I'd also had time to relax. ;)
Today I woke up and decided to take the bus to the courthouse. This gave me time to have breakfast, write a post and get ready at leisure.
I'm not expecting it to be as interesting or lackadaisical as yesterday but I hope I'm wrong.

4 comments:

Whiskeymarie said...

I've never been called for jury duty- I hope you have a good day, but I also kind of hope you get a juicy case.

Gail Peck said...

The fateful day has arrived I see. As I told you I was on two juries. I know how to not get picked but I think it's unfair to pull that card. It's interesting to say the least. Re: whiskeymarie's comment. One case I was on they said their was a knife pulled and made it sound all scary. It was not till hours later we learned it was a bread knife from the kitchen drawer.

Middle Girl said...

I've been on stand-by a few times, but was excused after a rather rigorous voir dire.

Gail Peck said...

I do know the difference between there and their. Yikes, I'm embarrassed!