Salame!
Very very eventful day yesterday.
My day started out by getting up way too early so that I could make it to Fairfield by 8AM. I was lucky enough to have jury duty. Now, I wasn't to upset about this like normal people are when they get a jury summons in the mail. First, I thought duh, I'll get excused anyway. I freakin' know all the judges there. Wouldn't that be against the law for me to sit on a jury when I know half the people in the courtroom. Second, I thought it could be a good learning experience. I don't know, criminal justice stuff is interesting to me. Lastly, I have a shit load of reading to do for my Criminology class, so I figured I could get some heavy duty reading done.
I'm not going to bore you with all the little details of my excruciatingly shitty experience, but I'll give you the good stuff.
I was basically there most of the day because I didn't get excused right away like I first thought. Come to find out I am picked randomly out of 50 people to sit on the potential jury panel of 18 people. What are the fucking odds? So I figure hey I know this judge, she has been to my house, I answer the phone when she calls for my dad yadda yadda yadda. I even tell the open court that I know her. Nope, still not excused. Basically I forgot that this bitch is a cunt. I'm not going to name names but basically if you take my dad with all of his robotic judge talk and make him female with a menstrual cycle, that is her.
So I'm sitting in this courtroom with the defendant staring at me. Oh guess what that dude was charged with.
Robbery... NOPE
Treason... NOPE
Rape... NOPE
oh come on I'll take murder at this point... NOPE
Then what the fuck is it you ask... well lemme just name off some of the charges.
Having sex with a male minor under the age of 14, videotaping and taking pictures of multiple sex acts with this minor for internet pornography purposes, luring the boy's friends to pose naked for him. YYYuuuccckkkk!
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Okay, I'll let that sink in for a second.
Yeah, fuck that, there is no way on this fucking planet that I am going to be fair and unbiased in a case like this. Dude even looked guilty. Come on, middle aged white fat dude with a receding hairline and a mustache. Give me a fucking break.
After an hour and a half of the judge and the lawyers questioning me on whether or not I would be fit to serve on this jury I finally let them have it.
I basically said "Look, I do not think I would be fit to serve on this jury. Basically I have opinions running through my mind already as it is and that man deserves his fair trial, but I am not the person to do it. I am very opinionated and conservative when it comes to things of this nature. I cannot do it"
Finally I was excused!!!
So I was pretty irritated at this point, I was tired, annoyed, my head hurt and god dammit you know I was hungry.
But then I remembered I did have something to smile about. I was going to the Tim and Eric live show in San Francisco that night. YESSS!
Oh man it was so fucking amazing. Dustin isn't a fan of either Tom Goes to the Mayor or Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!, but he was laughing, he couldn't hide it. I will post pictures soon from it. I got to meet both Tim and Eric, they were so nice. Dustin said Eric was flirting with me but I don't believe him. I got a "Uncle Muscles Hour" shirt and stopped at In N' Out on the way home. That defiantly cheered me up.
Sorry this one is so long.
My day started out by getting up way too early so that I could make it to Fairfield by 8AM. I was lucky enough to have jury duty. Now, I wasn't to upset about this like normal people are when they get a jury summons in the mail. First, I thought duh, I'll get excused anyway. I freakin' know all the judges there. Wouldn't that be against the law for me to sit on a jury when I know half the people in the courtroom. Second, I thought it could be a good learning experience. I don't know, criminal justice stuff is interesting to me. Lastly, I have a shit load of reading to do for my Criminology class, so I figured I could get some heavy duty reading done.
I'm not going to bore you with all the little details of my excruciatingly shitty experience, but I'll give you the good stuff.
I was basically there most of the day because I didn't get excused right away like I first thought. Come to find out I am picked randomly out of 50 people to sit on the potential jury panel of 18 people. What are the fucking odds? So I figure hey I know this judge, she has been to my house, I answer the phone when she calls for my dad yadda yadda yadda. I even tell the open court that I know her. Nope, still not excused. Basically I forgot that this bitch is a cunt. I'm not going to name names but basically if you take my dad with all of his robotic judge talk and make him female with a menstrual cycle, that is her.
So I'm sitting in this courtroom with the defendant staring at me. Oh guess what that dude was charged with.
Robbery... NOPE
Treason... NOPE
Rape... NOPE
oh come on I'll take murder at this point... NOPE
Then what the fuck is it you ask... well lemme just name off some of the charges.
Having sex with a male minor under the age of 14, videotaping and taking pictures of multiple sex acts with this minor for internet pornography purposes, luring the boy's friends to pose naked for him. YYYuuuccckkkk!
.
.
.
.
Okay, I'll let that sink in for a second.
Yeah, fuck that, there is no way on this fucking planet that I am going to be fair and unbiased in a case like this. Dude even looked guilty. Come on, middle aged white fat dude with a receding hairline and a mustache. Give me a fucking break.
After an hour and a half of the judge and the lawyers questioning me on whether or not I would be fit to serve on this jury I finally let them have it.
I basically said "Look, I do not think I would be fit to serve on this jury. Basically I have opinions running through my mind already as it is and that man deserves his fair trial, but I am not the person to do it. I am very opinionated and conservative when it comes to things of this nature. I cannot do it"
Finally I was excused!!!
So I was pretty irritated at this point, I was tired, annoyed, my head hurt and god dammit you know I was hungry.
But then I remembered I did have something to smile about. I was going to the Tim and Eric live show in San Francisco that night. YESSS!
Oh man it was so fucking amazing. Dustin isn't a fan of either Tom Goes to the Mayor or Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!, but he was laughing, he couldn't hide it. I will post pictures soon from it. I got to meet both Tim and Eric, they were so nice. Dustin said Eric was flirting with me but I don't believe him. I got a "Uncle Muscles Hour" shirt and stopped at In N' Out on the way home. That defiantly cheered me up.
Sorry this one is so long.