You know what constitutes an adventure once you’re a grown-up? JURY DUTY!*
Or rather, jury selection duty. Two days of jury selection will happen before I know whether or not I actually serve jury duty, and let me tell you — I am all about new experiences, and I’m super interested in discovering what doing my civic duty constitutes, and I love being a part of a system that goes to such lengths to guarantee a fair trial, but. BUT. Today was interminable.
700 people, being sorted into groups of 40. Everyone got a number at the beginning. We all waited for our number to be called. They called one number every five or ten seconds. Otherwise? Just sit there and wait. Good luck doing much reading when you have to stop constantly and parse a 4–digit number called over intercom. I ended up being sorted into the eleventh group of twelve, which meant a literal seven hour day mostly made up of sitting and waiting and listening. For five of those hours I was seated next to an absolute manchild who would hiss a curse word at random when the next number called was not his. For the last two, I was near comatose on a precious patch of couch, my brain melted out my ears and into a coffee-water puddle around my feet.
As an outing, I do not recommend it. 2/10 for hot drinks and brownies being supplied.
* and also other things, cooler things, like going to Australia and painting for cartoons; yes, I was being funny, I am so funny
Or rather, jury selection duty. Two days of jury selection will happen before I know whether or not I actually serve jury duty, and let me tell you — I am all about new experiences, and I’m super interested in discovering what doing my civic duty constitutes, and I love being a part of a system that goes to such lengths to guarantee a fair trial, but. BUT. Today was interminable.
700 people, being sorted into groups of 40. Everyone got a number at the beginning. We all waited for our number to be called. They called one number every five or ten seconds. Otherwise? Just sit there and wait. Good luck doing much reading when you have to stop constantly and parse a 4–digit number called over intercom. I ended up being sorted into the eleventh group of twelve, which meant a literal seven hour day mostly made up of sitting and waiting and listening. For five of those hours I was seated next to an absolute manchild who would hiss a curse word at random when the next number called was not his. For the last two, I was near comatose on a precious patch of couch, my brain melted out my ears and into a coffee-water puddle around my feet.
As an outing, I do not recommend it. 2/10 for hot drinks and brownies being supplied.
* and also other things, cooler things, like going to Australia and painting for cartoons; yes, I was being funny, I am so funny
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Date: 2019-01-20 02:24 am (UTC)You made it out the other end alive! Woo hoo!
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