I get to spend today as the guest of Miami-Dade County waiting to be called up for jury duty. I’m going to take my laptop and Kindle so I am not stuck in the room with nothing to do but watch Sandra Bullock movies.
I do not mind doing it… except for the Sandra Bullock part. (It’s not her; I’m sure she’s a fine actor and given the choice, I’d rather watch her than Adam Sandler. But how many times can you sit through “The Blind Side”?) I think being called up is a part of the deal of being a citizen, and I’m happy to do it. They let us bring books, food, and computers into the waiting room, they give us free parking, and for people who have to take off from work, they require my employer to pay me while I’m sitting reading, writing, or watching.
This is my third time being called up. I have yet to make it to actually sit on a jury.