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My final thoughts on finishing jury service as we were into the 4th week: DJKaldjflieas;jdlj2!jkldsjkl;as@!f
Totally covers it.
And as a semi-coherent subset of DJKaldjflieas;jdlj2!jkldsjkl;as@!f: I absolutely loved getting sortofjoking crap about how I was usually amongst the last to arrive from one of my fellow jurors when I was clearly dragging myself in by the hair most mornings having stayed up until 3 AM working on my other work. It's all STFU salaried dude. Jeez.
Amongst the things the cat hath broken/otherwise ruined in the merrie month of April:
While I think I was most upset about the pepper shaker, I naturally really miss the iPod because I hate/love walking. It's not something I care to do without a particular goal, but I do enjoy taking long ass hikes around the city with my music along for the ride and I don't mind forgoing transit in favor of the hour-long walk when the weather is nice. On public transit I actually concentrate better with music playing and when I was waiting in the jury room waiting to be called on that first day, the only way I got a nap in was with the music on because otherwise it's CNN and that's somehow more distracting (fun tip: according to the news media, we're all DOOOOOMED). Of course, hands down, the best function of the iPod was as a key component of my Street Harassment Deterrent pack (the other element being big, dark glasses). I'd actually gotten to the point where I kinda thought maybe dudes were leaving me alone just 'cause.
And then the iPod went kaput. I thought that one dude today was trying out his freaking bird calls. Sigh.
Totally covers it.
And as a semi-coherent subset of DJKaldjflieas;jdlj2!jkldsjkl;as@!f: I absolutely loved getting sortofjoking crap about how I was usually amongst the last to arrive from one of my fellow jurors when I was clearly dragging myself in by the hair most mornings having stayed up until 3 AM working on my other work. It's all STFU salaried dude. Jeez.
Amongst the things the cat hath broken/otherwise ruined in the merrie month of April:
- one lovely vintage milk glass pepper shaker
- one digital camera
- one small incense cone burner
- one flokati rug
- one iPod
While I think I was most upset about the pepper shaker, I naturally really miss the iPod because I hate/love walking. It's not something I care to do without a particular goal, but I do enjoy taking long ass hikes around the city with my music along for the ride and I don't mind forgoing transit in favor of the hour-long walk when the weather is nice. On public transit I actually concentrate better with music playing and when I was waiting in the jury room waiting to be called on that first day, the only way I got a nap in was with the music on because otherwise it's CNN and that's somehow more distracting (fun tip: according to the news media, we're all DOOOOOMED). Of course, hands down, the best function of the iPod was as a key component of my Street Harassment Deterrent pack (the other element being big, dark glasses). I'd actually gotten to the point where I kinda thought maybe dudes were leaving me alone just 'cause.
And then the iPod went kaput. I thought that one dude today was trying out his freaking bird calls. Sigh.