I spent seven hours in the jury assembly room (and you thought they were ready-made [rimshot]) today. It reminded me of a gate at an airport, complete with those rows of uncomfortable chairs. We went through all the rituals (I affirmed instead of swore when I took the oath), and then waited. And waited. They had TV’s hooked up to a DVD, so we went through Everybody’s Fine starring Robert De Niro, The Blind Side starring Sandra Bullock, and 1/3 of The Time Traveler’s Wife starring Who Cares. At 3:35, those of us who had never been called to a panel were released.
Good thing I took along a book: Code Talker by Chester Nez, the memoir of the only surviving Navajo code talker from World War II. I did learn a great deal about the war in the Pacific.
My civic duty is fulfilled.