So to save a few bucks a few months back, Natalie and I ditched most of our cable stations. We figured we were basically paying for a bunch of TV stations that we rarely watched. With school bills and such, we figured every bit helps, right?
That said, we still have cable. It's just the bare-bones package. One station (I currently don't recall the name...) seems to play endless loops of Law and Order and its various spin-offs (of which there are millions). It's always on!
Of course, any legal show will have story-lines involving a jury, right?
Ahh, the jury. The coolest component of our legal system. A trial to be judged by your peers. How neat.
Well, it may finally be my turn. No, not to be judged, but to be the jury. A few days ago, I received a jury summons. This is only my third one. Ever.
The first time I was excused as I was snowed in up north and could not get to the court house.
The second time I made it as far as the court room. As I recall, the plantiff had moved in with his girlfriend and over a period of months, put about $50,000 worth of labor and materials into her home. When they broke up, he felt he was entitled to some of that money back. I was eventually dismissed.
It was decided that my dashing handsomeness and suave behavior would be a distraction to all parties involved. They had secured the complete jury before they even asked me any questions. I never even saw opening arguments.
So what happens now? Well, we'll see.
Let me be clear - I want to do this! I really do. Will it be a Kwame-style, month-long, duel of legal maneuvering? I'll have to wait and see. Maybe I'll get to see Geoffrey Fieger in action.
I do know this - if I'm selected, you won't hear a peep from me. I've seen enough Law and Order to know how that works!
Cue the music! Duh-dunn. Da-da-da dah Daaaaah. Duh.dunn. Da-da-da tah-dah-duh daaaaa Duh dunn......