This morning I woke up my husband after he’d pressed the snooze button three times by saying, “What time do you need to be at the courthouse?” He sat half-way up with a sleepy and confused expression on his face, so I continued, “The website said you weren’t needed before Wednesday 21st, that’s today.” He said that he believed it meant that he wasn’t needed because as he’s been checking it over the last few weeks (he was supposed to go on the 12th, then they postponed it to that Wednesday then the next week) he saw other groups instructions change to “required to appear” or something to that effect. I accept this with some reservations.
He got up anyway and called the hotline. As I was eating breakfast I heard a “Shit! I am needed.” I scoffed a bit of brekkie, poured him some muesli while he was in the shower – it’s still sitting on the kitchen bench. Being the good wife that I am I prepped the helicopter on the roof of our building and flew him into the city. He abseiled into Taylor’s Square and was actually early for jury selection.
Seriously, do you think 25 minutes late and unshaven is enough not to get picked?
I just got notified that I may be requested in the next few months. I don’t know if I like it or hate it.
If it’s a short trial I think it’s a good thing – hope it turns out well for you, which ever way it goes.
There’s a helicopter on the roof??
And when did you get a Helicopter pilots licence?? 😛
Bummer…well, hopefully, he won’t/wasn’t picked for Jury duty… :down: / :up:
:aww: He wasn’t picked.
Actually…they’ll probably pick him!!! Let us know.