"Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends..."
I got my first summons for jury duty in the mail yesterday and I have to say, I'm kind of excited. Maybe it'll be a murder trial - my dad got to be a juror on one like 10 years ago. Then again, maybe it'll be something gay and completely not worth the discomfort of "dressing up" for the whopping $20/day (most of which is spent on parking anyway).
Maybe I can just pull a Larry David and pretend like I'm racist to get myself thrown off the jury. I swear, that man is a national treasure.
Maybe I can just pull a Larry David and pretend like I'm racist to get myself thrown off the jury. I swear, that man is a national treasure.