Well, that's over.

Jury duty was fun.  Actually, there were some interesting and kind people on the jury with me, and they were all smart and we came to a unanimous verdict in about five minutes.

We found the lady not guilty.  She was charged with interferring with someone making an emergency phone call.  The State didn't prove that she did any such thing, and I can't believe the whole thing went to trial to begin with. 

It's a darn good thing that the State didn't accuse her of being white trash, because I would have had to find her guilty as charged. And the "victim?" The one that pressed charges? Trashier. I swear to you, these people belonged on The Jerry Springer Show.

It involved trailers, over-the-road truck drivers, running down the road to use a neighbor's phone to call the po-lice, broken plant stands outside that the officer who responded couldn't ascertain if they were recently broken, or just trash on the deck... you get the picture.

Honestly.  I thought at any moment, somebody was going to get pissed off and take their clothes off.  Or introduce a suprise witness who had slept with the defendant.  At least then, it would have been fun.  As it was, it was just boring, and a waste of my time. 

I'm convinced that two people got into a disagreement, tempers rose, and people behaved like angry (possibly drunk) white trash, and things someone pressed charges against another, and for some reason, the DA took the case, and thus wasted court time (and my time) on some bullshit matter.

With all the stuff they said she did, they could have pressed any number of charges on her, and they didn't.  Why?  Probably because they couldn't prove them.  So why they thought they could prove this one is beyond me.  They couldn't.

Here are a few things I learned about jury duty:

• It sucks.
• If you are white and clean-cut, you are in.
• If you have a mullet, you are out.
• It sucks.
• Defense attorneys are pond scum.
• Proscecuters are convinced they are right, and will do everything in their power to convince you of that.
• The real victim here is the juror... at least in this case.

In the end, I'm glad I got picked, and even though I had to miss a bit of work.  It was not a bad experience, honestly, and I'm lucky I live in a place that has such a system.  I hope not, but you never know... I may need such a system one day.

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Tomorrow is a big day at work.  We close our office at noon, and proceed directly to the company Christmas party, where we will exchange fifteen dollar gifts, drink wine, and pretend like we would rather be no place but with our coworkers on a free half-day off.  I'm just looking forward to seeing who gets drunk... because you know somebody will.  I'm just glad I'll have my digital camera with me to record the licentiousness.  I'll have a new corner office in no time!

hello! it's me again, just dropping by to say hello and i got your e-mail, thanks for sending! i enjoy reading your journal, it's really interesting and i like the way you word everything.
well, i'll check back later or next week when you post again. bye! have a great weekend!!

-LeaGlitterbug

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