I have jury duty. ARGH. I have managed for my entire adult life to avoid it one way or another, and so now was my time to bite the bullet and do it.
And, yes, I got chosen. Double ARGH. I get to miss going on a holiday home tour with my two best buds tomorrow while I do my civic duty.
Now I actually have a lot to complain about, but I am trying to handle it with as much grace as I can muster.
EXCEPT (you saw that coming) when reading this-
"The lobby has a metal detector and an airport type x-ray machine for screening purposes. All weapons, including pocketknives of all sizes, tear gas, stun guns, scissors, knitting needles, etc., cannot be brought into the courthouse. Even the smallest of these objects will not be allowed."
I was telling Maurice that I should take two ball point pens and some chunky yarn and whip out a quick scarf, and he informed me I was nuts and would get thrown in jail for contempt of court.
I opted to take a book.
So not fair.