Do you suppose that they sit at the courthouse and play darts? This time they were to the left and right of me, both my niece and my nephew were called to jury duty. Passed up again..they really must read my blog. Possibly they don’t want anyone as opinionated as me sitting on a jury..I really would like to be called just one time. Maybe they are saving me for a really difficult case, one that will take days, and the jury will have to be sequestered, and I will have the opportunity to be locked up with eleven lucky strangers for days or even weeks.
Last spring when Far Guy was called, he didn’t have to go..apparently both of the cases he was called for were settled out of court. He was not disappointed, as he has served before.
I heard my niece was not very excited, she works and has three small children..so I am sure it is a pain, we live 30 miles from the County Seat so it is a bit of a drive.
As a kid I remember being in awe of the huge old courthouse. The halls were all shiny with huge slabs of granite on the walls and floors.. your shoes made clicking noises on the floor..it echoed. You spoke in whispers, the lady behind the bars took the money for your property taxes. Somewhere in the building was a Judge and Lawyers..people who I never wanted to meet up close and personal.
Last summer Far Guy and I needed a building permit for the sauna..so we went to the courthouse. This box was on display there.. I found it very interesting. I have never seem one like it before. Have you?? I asked Far Guy if I should tell someone about the excess dust in the area, I thought it was disgraceful..he said " How about we just get you out of here."