Pink Chick Goes to Court

Several weeks ago I received a little gift in the mail. This little gift I am referring to was a jury summons. That's right! I had been chosen for jury duty.

Most people think jury duty really stinks (and it does), but I was excited since I had never been called for jury duty. I was also excited because my husband is an attorney, and it would be like getting a peek into his world.

My letter told me I should report to the courthouse at 8:30 am on Monday, so Sunday night I carefully picked out a cute outfit (while channeling my inner Elle Woods) and packed my purse with all the essentials one would need when reporting for jury duty.

Monday morning went smoothly. I looked cute. I parked in the appropriate parking deck, and I arrived to the court room on time. We had to wait a super long time for the judge and the attorneys, so I made a new friend while we waited.

The time finally came for them to select the jury. The judge, the lawyers, and the defendant were all in place. That's when the defendant decided it was time to be creepy. He turned around, peeked over the podium and began to stare. I wasn't sure if he was staring at me or the girl behind me, so I uneasily assumed it was the girl behind me and shifted my gaze away from him. He kept staring and then started waving. This went on for a really long time. It was super creepy, and that's when I decided that jury duty wasn't fun anymore and I wanted to go home.

Thankfully, it wasn't too long after the uncomfortable staring incident that my panel of jurors was released. Both I and the girl behind me happily left the court room and the creepy defendant behind. (insert huge sigh of relief here).

When I arrived home, I couldn't help but google the name of the defendant. I don't want to give any details away since the case is still pending, but let's just say my knowledge gained from google made him even creepier!