Judge: Madam Foreperson, has the jury reached a decision?Missy: We have, your honor. Day three turned out to be my last day of municipal jury duty. We started out in the jury assembly room, and our bailiff arrived to take our party of six down to our own jury deliberation room. The trial, which began yesterday afternoon, recommenced at about 9:30am. It was an assault case involving a man and a woman, with the man being the defendant. We heard yesterday afternoon from the responding police officer, then today heard. . . Read More!
Rolled into the Municipal Justice building to find that the baggage x-ray machine was broken, so all bags were being searched by hand. We all had to wait in a sizeable line, but because I’m habitually early, I still made it to the jury assembly room before our 9am call time. A panel was called almost immediately, but I was not on it. After sitting around for a while, another panel was called at around 11am. Again, not so much with the Missy. I was sitting across from a truly. . . Read More!
Got to the Municipal Justice building at around 8:15am this morning. Scott drove me in, which was much quicker than the bus. I realized when he pulled up that this was not the same building in which I served jury duty last August. I passed through security with flying colors and rode the vomit-vator (I don’t do well when I have to travel more than a few floors… you should have seen me going up to the top of the Columbia Tower, 85th floor) up to floor 12. I check. . . Read More!
When I was a kid, I didn’t know what “auto detailing” was. Well, I thought I knew, but it turned out later I was wrong. There was only one business in my neighborhood that advertised “auto detailing.” And their sign had some cheesy airbrushed flames and a hideous lion on it. So I always figured that “detailing” a car meant getting flames or animals or those placid lakeside scenes painted on them. It was only when I was about 20 that I learned that “auto detailing” meant just cleaning the. . . Read More!