…due to being selected for jury duty. It’s interesting… when we get that official looking (and bathed in fire alarm red to alert us to its officalness) notice, our hearts sink. “How do I get out of this?”
And, I’ve realized something: It’s not the actual time spent away from work or whatever it is we do with our day that we hate, it’s not the endless days of listening to facts facts facts and testomony and cross and all of that.
What makes us want to get out of jury duty is the chairs we are forced to sit in for hours on end. No citizen should be subject to torture for doing his or her civic duty.
And, so it goes…
