Eva’s Byte #390 – Detoured
Off the beaten path in the interest of justice:
This week I was summoned to report for jury service as a Superior Court petit juror. If not selected to serve on a jury, the length of my service will be two days. If chosen, my service will end at completion of the trial.
Day one bit the dust because the trial got cancelled.
On day two (10/19) my juror number was not pulled out of the barrel so I have completed my service, which accounts for this entry.
This is my third rodeo after an approximate ten-year hiatus. My last two civic duties, roughly ten years apart, were at U.S. District Court where I was selected to serve on a jury both times.
During my second, at the last minute, long after the culling of the herd at the end of the day, I was dismissed. Because the security guard had already escorted those who didn’t make the cut out of the courtroom, I was left to fend for myself. I opened a wrong door, setting off alarms.
Then, a bunch of security guards with firearms drawn, surrounded me. Not a problem. “I” diffused the situation with my explanation for what had happened, and one of them kindly escorted me out of the building.
Sidetracked from giving social media and writing my all, I did manage to draft 681 words in chapter 21 of my Contemporary work in progress.
*May life’s detours serve as opportunities rather than setbacks.
My sincere appreciation to you for reading this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: http://www.authorsden.com/evapasco
This week I was summoned to report for jury service as a Superior Court petit juror. If not selected to serve on a jury, the length of my service will be two days. If chosen, my service will end at completion of the trial.
Day one bit the dust because the trial got cancelled.
On day two (10/19) my juror number was not pulled out of the barrel so I have completed my service, which accounts for this entry.
This is my third rodeo after an approximate ten-year hiatus. My last two civic duties, roughly ten years apart, were at U.S. District Court where I was selected to serve on a jury both times.
During my second, at the last minute, long after the culling of the herd at the end of the day, I was dismissed. Because the security guard had already escorted those who didn’t make the cut out of the courtroom, I was left to fend for myself. I opened a wrong door, setting off alarms.
Then, a bunch of security guards with firearms drawn, surrounded me. Not a problem. “I” diffused the situation with my explanation for what had happened, and one of them kindly escorted me out of the building.
Sidetracked from giving social media and writing my all, I did manage to draft 681 words in chapter 21 of my Contemporary work in progress.
*May life’s detours serve as opportunities rather than setbacks.
My sincere appreciation to you for reading this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: http://www.authorsden.com/evapasco
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