-- jury duty tomorrow

I have jury duty tomorrow. I just called to see if I am actually needed -- sometimes the summons gets canceled.

I got all excited when I heard the voice recording:

Disembodied voice: "Group number ONE, please report at 7:30am...."

me (thinking): "YES! I'm group 300. Maybe I won't have to come until the afternoon! If at all! They'll surely have enough people between groups 1 and 300 to keep 'em busy for a while."

Disembodied voice: "NEXT group. Groups 300-375, please report at..."

me: "What happened to groups 2-199?? Oh frak. Well please say 12 noon, please say 12 noon..."

Disembodied voice (cheerfully): "7:30am!"

me: groan.

Disembodied voice: "There is a fridge and a microwave if you bring food."

me (thinking): "Great. That means there's no place to buy it."

Last time I bought lunch from a vending machine I became violently ill an hour later and will never again trust unattended ham.

Let's see if this is as interesting as Dan's latest jury service, where some guy ran from the cops to save his drug stash but not before losing a big bag of cash in a hot getaway pursuit. The cops had been searching the car and placed the bag on top of the vehicle when the guy suddenly burst away from them, hopped in and took off. The cash flew into the air, clouds of money swirling around as people wrecked their cars stopping to grab some.

When I heard this, my immediate thought was, why am I never on the road when bags of money fly into the air and disburse? What the hell is wrong with me? Must have bad wealth karma or something. ugh!