Yesterday was, hands down no contest not even close Martha Stewart, the absolute most boring day of my life.
God bless Jury Duty!!!
I show up at 8:30 like I’m supposed to and get to sit in the little hall forever. Around 9:30, the guy who heads the jury procedures at the courthouse shows up and says, “We have over 200 magazines in the back, so that should give you some clue of how long you might be here.” (Hey, at least they were honest.)
Anyway, around 10ish they called the names for who would be on the first jury. I was not selected that time. Then they said one of the judges didn’t need a jury, and that meant there was only one other possible jury selection.
So they put on a movie. It was Alaska, which was apparently filmed in 1379 and consisted of people acting completely stupid around polar bears. I’ve seen worse films.
No wait, I haven’t.
Anyway, around 11:45 they called the names for the second jury…and I was on it. Everyone else was told to go. They told the lovely folks who got chosen: “The judge is delayed and he’s working on his docket. Come back at 1:15.”
I was like, “Great. Almost two hours. That’s just enough time to do absolutely none of the tasks I need accomplished.”
Anyway, got back at noon and killed off the final hour there. Then we got to wait. And watch Ice Age, which was a good movie the first 4937 times I watched it.
And then I got to wait some more. 1:15 became sometime after 3 or so. At which point we were told: “I don’t know what happened, but the judge just called and said he doesn’t need a jury.”
Yup, I spent about seven hours at the courthouse just to be told “Go away.”
Someone tell me why government should be in charge of anything.