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About 4 years ago I was selected for jury duty. I received my notice in the mail with the number to call the night before to confirm that I was to report the next morning. I got to the court house, signed in, went through all the processing, and sat and listened as the crime was told. It happened to be an armed robbery situation. No one was killed though.
It brought back a lot of memories of a similar situation that my brother-in-law was involved in. He must have been on drugs, because what he did was so unlike him. He went to a jewelry store and held up the owner and his son, with a toy gun. The owner didn't know it was a toy gun, and when David took them to the back of the store and looked for some rope to tie them up, the owner got out his own gun, which was real, and shot David 5 times, killing him.
I felt like I was reliving the whole situation all over again.
After being there all day, I was talking with one of the clerks and asked if I was chosen, would there be frequent breaks, because I have fibromyalgia, and can't sit still for long periods of time. She looked at me, and said I was excused and if I ever get a summons again, to indicate my fibromyalgia.
I wasn't looking to get out of the case, but I'm glad I didn't get selected for that particular one!
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"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked."
~ Bernard Meltzer
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