Today, I have to leave The Compound and sit in a room forever until I’m not picked for a jury. Fortunately, I have two short stories to take with me for editing. For the writers’ sakes, I hope I don’t have to listen to a lot of annoying attorneys.
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Today, I have to leave The Compound and sit in a room forever until I’m not picked for a jury. Fortunately, I have two short stories to take with me for editing. For the writers’ sakes, I hope I don’t have to listen to a lot of annoying attorneys.
Say you have a cousin who is a cop … you’ll be outta there fast.
I wouldn’t mind serving on a jury–I’ve done it before–but I think now I’m just cranky enough about everything that they won’t select me.
I think I DO have cousins who are cops. I’ve got like fifty of them I don’t know (my mother was the youngest of 12 children).
Or I could tell them I have to be home because Condoleeza Rice may be coming for a slumber party…
“Do you feel you have biases?”
“Well, only against idiots. And bigots. And, well, people who speak poorly of other people.”
“Thanks ever so for coming. Next!”
I should have lent you my bicycle helmet. You could wear it inside, and if they ask you to remove it, just smile, giggle and say, “Can’t. Could hurt myself again.” Then giggle some more. Drooling could help.
rofl!!
HA!
is that tonight?!?!
Better yet, tell them you are a straight woman who writes about gay men.
I will send thoughts to the Texas court system so that you don’t have to be a jury member in a long drawn out trial.