{"id":27578,"date":"2013-10-25T12:43:29","date_gmt":"2013-10-25T16:43:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thelehighacresgazette.com\/news\/?p=27578"},"modified":"2013-10-25T12:43:29","modified_gmt":"2013-10-25T16:43:29","slug":"jury-duty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thelehighacresgazette.com\/news\/2013\/10\/jury-duty\/","title":{"rendered":"Jury Duty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-27579\" title=\"juryduty\" src=\"http:\/\/thelehighacresgazette.com\/news\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/juryduty-300x162.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"162\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thelehighacresgazette.com\/news\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/juryduty-300x162.gif 300w, https:\/\/thelehighacresgazette.com\/news\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/juryduty.gif 490w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/>I had a perfectly good reason to be excused from jury duty; but that word \u201cduty\u201d resonated with my fifth-generation German-American DNA, not to mention I\u2019m just plain nosy. I set the alarm for 6:00 a.m. and drove to my destination.<\/p>\n<p>The courthouse doors were locked and several other rain-drenched arrivals and I huddled under a miniscule overhang. Finally, we ambled in and waited for numbers to be called from the jury pool.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->While \u201cpeople-watching,\u201d I noticed a middle-aged woman scurrying to the front desk every fifteen minutes and engaging an employee in conversation. The employee shook his head no and Ms. Antsy sat down again.<\/p>\n<p>A bailiff called sixty potential jurors including Ms. Antsy and me. We followed our leader to a courtroom hallway. He informed us, \u201cLine up according to the numbers I call and when inside and seated, that will be your seat for the duration of the trial. Read through the sheet of possible questions the attorneys might ask you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A disheveled guy behind me asked, \u201cWhat\u2019d he say?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Whew! A strong whiff of garlic hit me. Before I could answer him the bailiff continued, \u201cThe judge, court reporter and attorneys need to hear you. Do not mumble!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We obediently followed him into an iceberg\/room. Mr. Garlic, sporting grungy dungarees with knee holes, a tee-shirt advertising \u201cEat Bertha\u2019s Mussels\u201d and flip-flops (business attire?) plunked down next to me and muttered, \u201cHoly s___! I\u2019m going to freeze my butt off.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The judge asked, \u201cRaise your hand if you need to be excused\u2026and speak up.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>About a dozen folks gave a variety of excuses that didn\u2019t wash except for Ms. Antsy who pleaded, \u201cJudge, I\u2019ve been sick all day and have diarrhea.\u201d She was dismissed \u2013 a brilliant excuse.<\/p>\n<p>The prosecuting attorney began interrogating, but similar to herding sixty cats, we nervous jurors weren\u2019t cooperating. We were a room-full of soft-spoken, intimidated folks with blue lips and the judge continually urged us to speak-up.<\/p>\n<p>The prosecuting attorney focused on me. \u201cMs. Nieman, what is your occupation?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m an author and a columnist, Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I read his lips as he tilted toward his colleague and asked, \u201cDid she say she was a Communist?\u201d His partner shrugged.<\/p>\n<p>Two hours of in-depth questioning ground to a halt and we broke for lunch. Upon returning our bailiff asked us to wait. Those quick on the up-take dove for the few chairs; the remainder sat on the floor, backs to the wall. We all wondered why the delay.<\/p>\n<p>Back inside we gave the defending attorney our attention except for Mr. Garlic who softly snored and cuddled into me. Beyond caring, I welcomed the extra warmth. Finally, we were again dismissed to the inhospitable hallway.<\/p>\n<p>During our interminable \u201cwaits,\u201d I sold a couple of books and briefly considered claiming business mileage as an expense. At 5:30 we fell into line and filed in. The court reporter announced the chosen six jurors, two alternates\u2026and not me. Nuts! I figured it was that \u201cCommunist\u201d thing.<\/p>\n<p>Would I do it again? Of course! I\u2019m fifth-generation German-American. Remember? But, next time I\u2019ll give my occupation as \u201cRetired.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had a perfectly good reason to be excused from jury duty; but that word \u201cduty\u201d resonated with my fifth-generation German-American DNA, not to mention I\u2019m just plain nosy. 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