On November 2, 2009 I had to go to jury duty for the very first time in my life. The hardest part was finding a parking place. My old next door neighbor was the judge that day which made it more interesting.
He assured all the potential jurors that he would accommodate their concerns. One woman had anxiety attacks, another was nauseated, another had job concerns, another felt she was too prejudiced. In the end the prosecuting attorney kept all of the original 16 chosen and the rest of us were sent home and told we would not have to return for two years. The chosen 16 had to stay for two days to serve on a grand jury. This means they had to determine if there was enough evidence to actually go forward with a trial.
I learned a great deal and would gladly return to serve again. This time I will leave in plenty of time to get a good parking space!!!!
2 comments:
that is cool. did you get to talk to landy? cmd i m off to work
I served last year on a jury (Juror #5 out of the potential 95 called) for a week. It was a difficult and emotional week, but I did figure out the parking! :) And justice did prevail!
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