Thank God Jury Duty’s Over

Five hours of sitting in an uncomfortable, crowded room, full of silent, smelly people, doing absolutely nothing was not the way I wanted to spend my Friday last week. It wouldn't have been as bad if maybe they had a TV in the rooms, or maybe even some music playing. Maybe they could have at least put some interesting paintings or something in the room. The entire 5 hours, not one Juror was called, and by the end, my back was killing me from sitting in those uncomfortable chairs with "jury pool" spray-painted all over them.

I wouldn't have minded it as much if they didn't act like there's nothing on earth you can do to get out of it. It seemed like every time someone who worked there opened their mouth, they were threatening you not to leave "or else". Did you know if you go to the bathroom, or miss your number being called for any reason, they'll issue a warrant for your arrest?

Anyway, I've got at least three years until they torture me again.