Jury Duty....

I got my summons in the mail a week ago.

I got one about a year ago, but didn't have to show up.

I just KNEW this time I'd have to show.... I knew it in my bones.

I woke up early this morning and got all dressed up in my nice dress pants and business attire, complete with 4 inch heels- you have to look taller, even when you're sitting, right?

I packed my briefcase with a book, granola bar, MP3 player, gum, quarters for the vending machines if need be, my cell phone, and a deck of cards. (the cards were actually already there from my trip to Europe- I just never took them out).

I drove to the court house downtown and walked in feeling all big and important. I thought I should tell everyone I saw "I am judging a case today... it's up to me! You'd better watch out, I'm on a jury today..." but I kept my crazy thoughts to myself.

I strode confidently into the court room and smiled at both attorneys, (you want to let them think you aren't some manic PMS-ing housewife who's ready to blow at the slightest off-putting remark, even though you are!)

I answered the questions truthfully and confidentally. Yes, I am a U.S. Citizen. Yes, I have been to college. No, I do not drink or smoke. Yes, I belong to a church that does not believe in alcohol consumption. Yes, I know someone who has been convicted of driving under the influence. Yes, I have very strong feelings about that.

I got dismissed.

I came home and celebrated with a glazed donut! Yay- no jury service for at least 2 more years!