The day from hell. Jury duty in downtown phoenix, need I say more?! well, since I am sitting here and bored to death waiting to be picked I am going to journal my thoughts.
The day didnt start out to bad. I had planned on leaving at 8:30am so I could make it downtown, park, catch a shuttle and be on time for my 10am time slot. I got
ready so fast I even had time to help Emma get ready for school and I still was in my car by 8:33am, excellent if I do say so myself. I am headed down McQueen to catch the 202 and I was enjoying my apple as I followed behind several cars all going the same speed as me. What happens next, well that's where the good day went downhill.
A freaking motor cop pulled me over, why did he pick me out of the crowd?! Was it because I was in the back of the pack, because I was the prettiest one out of the bunch or because he wanted some of my apple?! I pull over not really worried aobut anything because my odds for actually getting a ticket are 4 out of 13 (no lie, I am great at getting out of them). I hand him my stuff and he is looking like he is not going to be so cool so I give him my extra friendly smile and say "would it help if I am related to a chandler cop," well apparantly it doesnt cause after dropping a name, explaining how I am a good doobie cause I am going to jury duty, etc I still end up with the ticket. After he hands me the ticket he tells me "drive safe" and I let him know, "I will try but I have to drive fast to make it on time now." Next time the city wants me to vote in favor of upgrading cops equipment, I will have to rethink that one (just kidding).
So I make it on time to Jury duty, get checked into a full room with probably about 250 people, 50% being older men who I thought were supposed to be all full of old time charm and old school manners, I guess I was wrong. No one got up to give the pregnant lady a chair, was it because they didnt notice me or because they could care less and just wanted to make sure they had a chair or was it because jury duty had made everyone grumpy?! Finally, a nice young man gave me his seat, I was very grateful but now that I sit here and type I am not sure it was the best choice for me, the man sitting next to me talks to himself, lovely. I am sitting in a room with mostly people who are old enough to be my parents so seeing as how we are all older, can anyone tell me why the movie of choice on all the tvs is "Alvin and the Chipmunks", perhaps its because the 40 something lady behind me keeps cracking up out loud to the movie. Wow, this is going to be a long day.
Lunch time! yay, I have an hour and half to waste eating lunch, what in the crap am I going to do. Last time I had jury duty downtown my dad worked down here so he took
me to lunch at the Hyatt, now he is retired so I took myself to lunch at a combination Taco Bell/Pizza Hut, practically the same thing. Now, I know you all like pictures with your posts so here is a picture of my delicious lunch, its tempting all of you isnt it :)

After lunch at 1:30pm they finally call me into a courtroom, I must confess I am most excited because this means that as soon as I get released I am free to go home instead of sitting in the holding room until 5pm and I fully plan on getting released and not getting picked, I am thinking my pregnancy will get me out of it.
We go into the room and it is a criminal case against a man who shot at 2 cops, hmmm, even though I am totally bitter about my 61mph in a 45mph zone speeding ticket I still fully support cops and back them up. The judge explains about financial hardships and how the case will be at least 3 weeks long and asks if anyone has a problem with this, that's my cue, I raise my hand and explain I dont have any finanical problems but I am 31 weeks pregnant and next week I will measure full term so at any time I could go into labor or possibly bed rest or something along those lines so I didnt know about the 3 week time committment. He responded with a friendly, "thanks, we'll take that into consideration." Later he asks something and for the life of me I cant remember the exact question but myself and 1 other juror raised our hands and basically thats when my freaky pregnancy hormones kicked in. Sobbing (and I mean sobbing) I try to explain that "my brother and cousins are cops and I always side with them, support the cops, when cops get shot we donate money to help the surviving family members, etc so I would automatically side with the cop." Then he asked one more question and said after that we would break and he would dismiss any jurors not on the case, that's when about 15 other hands went up all saying, um ya, my friend is a cop and I take their sides too. Losers, trying to ride in on my crying coatails :) 3:30pm rolls around and I am dismissed from court, hallelujah.
Does the day stop there? Do I get to go home and enjoy my family or sit on my butt, nope. I head straight over to Emma's school so that I can attend a 2 hour meeting about how to be a Junior Achievment volunteer with Jared in the classroom for a whole day, lucky me, totally being sarcastic.
It is now 7:30pm, sorry this post was so long and boring, but now I am going to go and clean up the kitchen and go to the grocery store, I cant wait for tomorrow to come!
COST OF THE DAY:
Money earned to drive downtown and waste 8 hours - $11.00
Cost of a delicious lunch from Taco Bell - $3.65
Cost to drive to and from the courthouse - $12.92
Cost of 8 hours spent wasted at traffic school next week - $135.00
Price for all of you to read this boring blog - $priceless