Three weeks ago, I served jury duty for the first time. I had been called many times before but never had to actually go downtown. My initial and jaded thoughts when I first found out that I had jury duty were along the lines of excitement because I was going to have a Carrie Bradshaw experience. I would read all day and maybe the man next to me would pull out odd fruits from his brief case. Ok, I will admit that was a little far fetched but I was excited to fulfill my civic duty. Yes, I'm a nerd.
Never again though! It was terrible! It wasn't worth the measly $7 that I ended up donating anyways. It wasn't worth a day off work and not having to go to meetings. It wasn't worth spending an entire day reading my book and magazines.
Lunch was definitely worth it though. Everyone knows what happens at jury duty, so I won't go into detail about that but I doubt many people are granted the opportunity to witness what I did while at lunch.
Keep in mind during this story that I was possibly in line to be chosen for trial dealing with drug possession.
Not wanting to stray far from the courthouse, I chose to have lunch at the local Subway. While in line, these two men were causing quite a commotion at the register about free cookies or something. Finally getting my food, I met up with these same men at the drink machine. There they were debating why one got a cookie and the other a drink. Seriously? I found a table on the other side of the restaurant next to two ladies who worked upstair and what looked like an off-duty cop.
Not even five minutes after sitting down, one of the men came over. Let's call him Puck (I'm watcing Glee...ha ha). So, Puck proceeds to ask the off-duty cop if he can plug his cell phone at that table for the guy to watch because he is expecting a very important phone call. Then walks away. Comes back says the same thing. At this point, the off-duty cop tells Puck he can have the table because he's done. Ok, so at this point you would think that Puck would just sit down, charge his phone and wait for that very important phone call.
Wrong!! Well, no, Puck did actually call someone and we heard her say hello but that was it. Somewhere in the five-minute conversation he lost her but kept talking AND rolling a joint under the table. The ladies at the next table were losing it and I was too. Then Puck finally realizes there is no one on the other line. Hangs up. Looks at me and asks me to watch his phone. I tell him I might be leaving soon but Puck said he would be quick. He goes outside smokes his joint and then comes back in and continues to smoke it at the table where he promptly passes out, joint in hand. I couldn't take it anymore.
Puck finally wakes up and tells that side of the restaurant how much he enjoyed meeting us and hopes we have a wonderful day. Puck waves goodbye and walks out the door.
And I proceeded back to jury duty probably smelling like Puck. Highlight of my jury duty!!
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