NaBloPoMo: Civic Duty

About a month ago I opened the mailbox and groaned inwardly: I'd received a jury summons instructing me to show up, well, today. In theory, I'm all about the Civic Duty. In theory, I think it's one of the greatest responsibilities of living in this democracy. In theory, I think it's something everyone should experience at least once. In Theory. In practice, uh, this isn't the best week for me. Can I get a substitute? A pinch juror? A note from my mother? Because really, there couldn't be a worse week for this to happen. Today, Monday, is jury selection day. I'll find out when, later in the week, I have to show up for the trial. Tuesday is Veteran's Day, so presumably there won't be any trials that day. Wednesday I teach: not such a great day for me to be in a trial. Thursday is good! Thursday I could be a juror! Except, you know, for the fact that it's one of my only writing days. And Friday isn't good either, for reasons I'll blog about tomorrow. So today I have to be the Privileged White Girl that goes up to the judge, hopefully not twirling my hair and playing with my iPhone (I don't have an iPhone), and says, "I can be a juror, but only on Thursday." Oh, good. Sign me up.

Update! I've been excused from jury duty! Although I really do believe that it's something everyone should experience, I'm completely glad my number didn't come up this time because it really was going to wreak havoc on my schedule. Now I can go back to eating bonbons and sleeping in late. Kidding!