Sorry, I need to take a few moments to complain... So you might remember that I was in a really bad accident a few weeks ago when an SUV hit me while I was on my bicycle. I was in the hospital for four days, and then at my parents' place for a week to recuperate. Of course, my car is a stick shift, so I've been borrowing my roommate's mom's minivan so that I can get around. So I get home, and loe and freakin' behold, there's a summons for jury duty waiting for me. Because Wayne County is apparently run by morons, in order to try and get out of it (i.e. for a medical reason), you have to MAIL a card in with a doctor's note, and then they'll MAIL you a reply. It's 2007, damn near 2008, and they still use the MAIL as the ONLY method for this. Honestly, WTF? What this basically did to me was killed my window of opportunity to try and get to my doctor to get a medical waiver. So, never mind that I missed two weeks of work and am going to lose a day of pay when I so desperately need it, since I get to be a good citizen. To make matters just that much better, I found out this morning that the person I'm borrowing the minivan from needs it back because she's going out of town tomorrow. Now, I have jury duty at 7:30 a.m. tomorrow morning, can't afford to miss the work but am going to, and now I don't have a way to get there since the place I have to report is almost an hour from here by freeway. Blarg, I'm frustrated right now! :bang: :***:
We'll call MarkNYC's boyfriend - he's big, he'll carry you Back to seriousness, don't you have any friends who could pick you up? About the mail thingy... yes, it's unbelievable. I can assure you though that it's much worse in Uruguay. They most of the time require you to be PERSONALLY in the offices. So, not even the mail...
Sorry about the accident... Hope you get better soon.. Not that I recommend this, but when they start asking questions to judge your fairness, and level of sensibility, tell them you think Murders should be let free, as they only made a few mistakes, and you think they learned their lesson. Or say you think EVERYONE who commits a crime should be put to death, including speeders, and I can promise you they will not ask you to come back the second day... or ever again. Or... Go to the ER room at your local hospital, get a statement on paper that you should be at home resting, and hand it over to the court assistant, or whoever is doing the jury selection, and they will let you go. They summons a few dozen people at a time, knowing some will be crazy, and some will have other pressing matters to attend to.
Well, a welcome bit of news is that I don't have to give back the minivan anymore. Apparently the owner had a conflict of schedule, so I'm still good to use it. But yeah, I figure that given my socialist views and the fact that I hate everyone that drives a car right now, I'm curious how that'll play out if they call me out of the juror pool. And, it'll be fun getting into the building. I have to pass through a metal detector, and my leg, which was broken into 14 pieces, is currently being held together by enough metal to make a small car. That should be a real hoot.
Too bad were so far away from one another, between your leg, and the pins and plates in my ankle and leg, we could have a real good time... ( It's sad, I'm actually looking forward to being well enough to get out of bed, and ride around on one of the electric carts for old people at walmart... )
