So, it’s OK to make as much noise as you want, once the clock strikes 8 a.m.? Is that what our society has decided? Well, it doesn’t work for me, and I need for it to be pushed back to 10. And let’s start that tomorrow, OK? Thank you very much for your attention to this matter.
Today I was awakened by some kielbasa-eater on a riding mower, at the house behind ours. At 8 in the morning! The grass is too wet to mow that early in the day, yet he was out there kicking up a hell of a racket. Thanks! We second-shift flunkies sincerely appreciate it.
I did manage to go back to sleep for a few minutes, before the cig-dangling street diggers returned. I think they were out there around 8:30, a-banging, a-clanging, and a-yelling fuck. And this, of course, caused Andy to completely lose his mind, and bark roughly one million times, with a half-second pause between each bark.
It was fantastic. That’s two days in a row that I got four hours sleep, because of all the noise and whatnot. And I’m not a light-sleeper. I’m not like Toney. One of the neighbors can fart in their kitchen down the block, and she’ll sit bolt-upright in bed, and shout, “What was that?!” Then she’s up for the day.
No, I can sleep through almost anything. Yet I was blasted out of bed yesterday and today, around 8 in the morning. You know, because that’s what society has decided. I’m unsatisfied.
For only the second time in my life, I’ve been summoned to jury duty. It doesn’t happen until September, but the letter arrived a few days ago. The last time I sat in a room at the courthouse for 8 hours, read an entire Dean Koontz novel, and was dismissed. Nobody spoke to me, I wasn’t interviewed or anything. I just finished my book, and they told me I could go home.
Shortly after we moved here I received a summons for Los Angeles County, but was able to get out of it. The commute would’ve been horrendous. But other than that… there’s been no action on the jury front. I’m pushing 50, and have only had to report once. Toney, on the other hand, has to go all the time. Wonder why?
I’m kinda looking forward to it. It might be mildly interesting. I’d love to go all the way through the process, at least once. No long, drawn-out murder trials, or anything like that. Just a quickie one or two day affair would be cool. Ya know?
Do you have any interesting experience with jury duty? How often are you called? Is twice in 50 years unusual? Please use the comments link to tell us about your history with juries.
Also, I’d like to know how you put on your socks and shoes. Toney and I were talking about this a few days ago… I always do it the same way, but she’s all over the map with it. And I don’t understand how that’s possible. I have a well-defined system for all tasks that are repeated often. I can’t imagine just improvising.
I go: left sock, right sock, left shoe, right shoe. There is a never a variation on it. NEVER. But what about you? We’ll need to know all about it.
And I need to go now, eat a ludicrously tall salad, and return to my home away from home. Ahhh…. the good life.
I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!