Right before I left for the cities to pick up the girl, I rifled through the mail and saw something from the court house.
Shit! It certainly didn’t look like a lawyerin’ type document…I momentarily envisioned a letter from Judge Rod-Up-The-Ass telling me that my divorce paperwork had failed and that all the lawyers involved were being disbarred for incompetence and the plague of locusts were heading toward the courthouse and hadn’t I better find something to hide under???
All that in about 2.3 seconds.
I opened it up with trembling fingers and a dry mouth only to behold…
My summons for jury duty!!!
Hooray! More time spent at my favorite place, the county courthouse!
I’m actually really looking forward to it as I’ve never done jury duty and I’m one of those weird people who think voting and jury duty are every person’s responsibility…waaaah waaah waaah (lapsing into “Charlie Brown’s teacher’s voice for a twenty minute discussion on democracy).
And we did manage to pick up the girl in the city. Her plane was supposed to arrive at 8 pm.
It arrived at midnight.
We got home four hours ago.
And now I’m going to work.
If only I had jury duty today, I could curl up in the corner somewhere and take a nap during their selection process…I could be potential juror #3 with a banister mark across her forehead.