Feb 22, 2012 10:26
I'm lying in bed yesterday morning, waiting to see if my body wanted a bit more sleep, when I heard a quite voice in my head distinctly say, "jury duty," and my eyes flew open, all trace of sleep fleeing in panic. Oh...my...goddess, I was supposed to call in over a week ago. I don't even know where I put the letter with the information. As much as I dislike the whole idea of serving -- finding the money to take the bus, figuring out the schedule and bus stops in a strange part of town, deciding someone's fate, trying to determine who's lying and who's telling the truth -- I wouldn't just ignore the summons. Try to wiggle out of it, yes; give excuses why I couldn't do it, yes; just deliberately not show up, no way! Well, it's nothing I can do about it now. I don't know the phone number to call, or my group number. I guess I'll come across the letter some time in the future. Until then...
jury duty