Wednesday, March 11
Did I ever mention the time I took my kids to jury duty?
Something reminded me of that day many years ago when I pushed a stroller through the metal detector, toddler in hand and made my way up the elevator to that crowded room of disgruntled people.
There conveniently wasn't a number on the summons that you could call if you were in the hospital, or say, the mother of two dependent children, one of which was still breastfeeding...
There was however, that threat of being arrested for skipping out on a jury summons. So, two children in tow, there I was.
When my number got called, I sat before a disgruntled state worker who looked up from her paperwork to her computer, caught a glimpse of the three of us and asked, "How did you get in here with them?"
She looked annoyed.
"Don't you have a neighbor who can watch them?"
"No." (My address was right there so she knew I didn't live in the best part of the city...)
"A relative?" she asked peering into the stroller where infant Andrew Douglas was babbling away.
She was quiet for a few minutes, tapping her pen on her desk.
"Ummm.....How about I take you off the jury duty list for a few years."
"That would be great."
Needless to say we were dismissed. Just so you don't think I'm an anti-doing-my-part-in-the great-justice system kind of person, I sat on a jury a few years prior to that second summons. The verdict was not guilty.
On a second side note, one of the neighbors she suggested I leave the kiddos with was shortly after arrested for grand larceny on thirty or so counts. So that's where our lawn-mower went...
Posted by Me at Wednesday, March 11, 2009