I am currently sitting in the jury lounge. Lounge makes it sound so chic, like maybe we'll get martinis at any moment, but it isn't. I've been here since 8:45 (um, but if anyone asks, I was here promptly at 8:30 am)...and I'm more than a little bored.
As much as this stinks (I have a bunch of stuff I could be doing at home or at work), I've been thinking a lot about the fact that I'm thankful to have this opportunity. No, sitting in this room with 100+ other people who are snoring, reading, eating or staring at the wall isn't my idea of a fabulous day.
But then I think about those people in courtrooms who were victimized or who were wrongly accused. Or even people in other countries who will never get the benefit of a fair trial. It's actually pretty incredible to look around at all the other people here (young, old, famous [there was a local "celebrity" here earlier, apparently], women, Hispanic, etc. etc.) and think that THIS is our country.
That's pretty cool, I think.
Or at least I will if I don't get called to come in tomorrow too...
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