I had the opportunity to be called to jury duty yesterday. I was scared when I got the letter, and feared the dates arrival. All the worst cases I could think of popped in my head, I think that I have read to many of Jonh Grishams books. I pictured myself sitting for months and months listening to hours of witnesses and lawyers, horrible crime scene photos, and someone that smelled terrible next to me. Lucky for me it wasn't like that at all. I arrived at the court house and made it through security, found the room and an empty chair, and read for several hours. My number was called, and fear was back. When I was seated in the courtroom, it reminded me of a movie set. The judge then asked a few questions, and excused himself and the counselors (sounds like the movies too, doesn't it?). While I sat there waiting for their return, I thought I could do this. The judge then called up some people for more direct questions, it was interesting to listen , but my thought then changed to I don't really want to do this. Five o'clock finally got there and I was released. It was a long day, but I'm done with it for 2 years now! whoo hoo!