Jury Duty

Sandman Jazz has given us another of his Sandman’s Writing Challenges. This time the starting point is:

You are due to appear in court, what is the case and in what capacity are you in the court?

B1A74655-308C-4D49-99C8-61A59484465BIt was 9:00 and the beginning of the third day of voir dire, or jury selection. They needed to select twelve jurors and six alternates out of the original 150 in the jury pool who started out.

At the start the first day, the bailiff called out 18 names, each assigned a numbered seat in the jury box. One by one, they were questioned by the prosecuting attorney, the defense attorney, and the judge. Some were accepted, some were excused. By the end of that day, they had worked their way through almost three dozen prospective jurors.

There were only two vacant chairs by day three and six of us remaining in the available pool. By midday, there was but one vacant chair and two of us left in the pool — me and a twenty-something young woman. She leaned over to me and whispered, “I so want them to pick me. I’ve never served on a jury before.” I wished her luck.

Sure enough, hers was the name the bailiff called. Upon hearing her name, she squealed with delight. When she took her seat in the jury box and the questioning began, she started giggling and could not stop. She kept apologizing, trying to explain how excited she was to be serving on the jury, but after about five minutes of non-stop giggling, it was too much for the judge.

“Young lady, you’re excused from jury duty,” the judge said, and instructed the bailiff to remove the nearly hysterical woman from the jury box.

The judge looked at the bailiff. The bailiff looked at me, motioned for me to come forward and to sit down on chair number 18. “Shit,” I muttered to myself.

Without either attorney or the judge asking me a single question, the judge said, “Ladies and gentlemen, we have our jury. Court is adjourned until 9 am tomorrow,” and she slammed her gavel on her desk.


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FOWC with Fandango — Court

FOWCWelcome to October 6, 2019 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “court.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

3TC — Witness for the Prosecution

0E6FF6D8-274D-46C0-A515-D86DF37A7855I received a summons to appear in court today as a witness for the prosecution in a breaking and entering trial. I didn’t see much of what happened, but I did hear the glass break and my neighbor’s home alarm go off, and I saw some guy wearing a hoodie running from the scene. But it was dark and I couldn’t see his face, so I’m not sure can offer much of value.

Still, I’m very excited about this. I’ve been summoned for jury duty three times in my life, but I’ve never been summoned to appear as a witness. I want to make sure I present myself well, so I spent a lot of time in the bathroom this morning. I showered, shaved, trimmed my mustache, brushed and flossed my teeth, and combed my hair.

I’m ready to leave my townhouse, but I need to check the mirror one last time. After all, I want to make a good impression in court today.


Written for Teresa’s Three Things Challenge. The three things are three, mirror, and summons.