Here’s my Facebook posts documenting my day on jury duty.
On the first bus I need to get to Rolling Meadows, whatever that is. I looked it up on my phone, and the only result I got was “Here be monsters.” Goddamn Apple Maps.
Best part: it’s cold today. Really cold. To Build a Fire cold. People here are huddled around the rats for warmth. (Hey-o, stereotypical Chicago joke based on circumstances I’ve never observed since moving to Chicago!)
White Hell. Apparently they don’t remove snow in the suburbs. The sidewalks from the train to the courthouse were basically a single, unbroken sheet of ice. Glad I wore boots despite it being a couple days since it last snowed, but skates would have been more efficient.
I am on panel 3. This was assigned randomly to me, by me picking a slip of paper from a brass container. So at least as random as kindergarteners picking teams. Interestingly, electronic devices aren’t allowed in the courthouse, unless you’re a juror. Like drinks on public transportation, I guess it’s an exception they needed to make to forestall armed insurrection.
So far my civic duty has consisted of watching a video explaining the jury system, but really they could have shown an episode of Perry Mason to the same effect. Besides that I’m waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Wait. Wait. Nothing happens. No panels have been called. Just sitting here, reading a Star Wars novel.
And I’m done. No panels were called, no courtrooms needed juries. Now to get home from this frozen hellscape.
So yeah, nothing particularly interesting happened. Civic duty discharged. I got a little certificate that exempts me from having to perform jury duty for a year.