Jury Duty - Day Two

I dropped Noah off at the neighbor's house at 8:30 AM. Actually, both Stan and I walked him there but Stan chickened out and split when Noah started saying he wanted to go home. So I had to leave the crying child, whose tears were ripping my heart out, and walk back in the frozen wasteland myself.

I sat in the jury room from 9 AM to 12 PM. Had lunch with Momma Reade at HCMC and then sat from 1:30 - 3:30 when they finally let us go home. Only 6 jurors were pulled from the pool of (I'm guessing) 50 people. You would think the government would find something useful for us to do when we're waiting. Like assembly line work. Really. Anything would be better than the bordeom of waiting. I am free until Monday. They will get a new batch of jurors that day so I am now, officially, on the second string team. I hope this means I won't get called in. Just my luck I'll get called in on the last day and put on a case that lasts FOREVER. . .

In summation, civic duty bites.