I’m at jury duty! Timing being what timing is, my day to serve happens to coincide with my first day of work at Plan B. Since I never elaborated, Plan B is bartending. My shift starts this evening at 4, jury duty gets out at 5. I’ve notified my Plan B boss and he understands.
I have WiFi access in the jury pool room witch is good because otherwise I’d be sleeping, it is so quiet in here. I am attempting to read through posts in my Reader, but since this is a government network, many of your sites are blocked. You naughty monkeys!
So I am sitting in an enormous room with the world’s most uncomfortable and impractical chairs. Waiting and hoping that nobody will choose me to sit on a trial. I am not working Thursday and Friday, but Saturday begins working at one job or another or both indefinitely. Obviously I don’t want to spend my last days of freedom deciding someone else’s fate.