This is called getting up with the sun to drive an hour and 15 minutes to the federal court house to sit for an hour to plead my case to get out of jury duty. And it worked.
The sun is looking over my shoulder as I make my way there; and it is warm, glowing, bright and cheery....the exact opposite of the way I felt as I drove down the interstate. Jury duty is exciting to some people you know. This was my second selection letter (I have to be available through Dec.) but the first time I went to the courthouse I felt like a highschooler who had to give a speech and wasn't prepared, praying that they wouldn't call my name. I hate that feeling.
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