There is a phrase that I’ve been looking for for the past 12+ hours. Something along the lines of “If you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans” or what not, but the underly theme being:
DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT SOMETHING BECAUSE THEN IT WILL JUST GET WORSE.
Catchy, no? I think I’m really getting somewhere with it, but alas, I’ve wracked my brain and I can’t come up with the perfect grouping of words to properly convey the multitude of feelings that rushed over me when I got the mail yesterday.
Wait! Let’s take a poll. What do you think was in the mail? (Feel free to ponder now.)
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(Keep pondering)
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Time is up! If you guessed a wedding invitation you are wrong- although I do have a hefty stack of them on my desk.
No, I got another mother f*&@#)ing jury summons, that is what I got in the mail.
And to think, just a few days ago I was kvetching about how getting a summons 4 times in 4.5ish years was absurd. Well, I take it back. 5 summons in 4.5ish years plus 2 in 1 week is WAY MORE ABSURD.
Now in Illinois, you can only serve jury duty once in every 365 days. To qualify for that exemption however, you must get your behind down to the juror’s room and stay long enough to get a paycheck for the day. Attached to the paycheck is a stub that grants you a 365 day exemption from jury duty. If you are summonsed again you simply have to copy the stub, write a letter, and send it all in. I am unsure of how to do this when my first day of service is a Wednesday and the second day of service is a following Monday. To complicate matters more both summons are for standy-by service, wherein you call a phone number the night before and a recording tells you if you have to come in or not…and I’m not sure how to get out of one of the two based on my potential, hypothetical serving a few days earlier or later.
I…yeah. I don’t even know what to do or say other than to roll my eyes and throw my hands up in despair and laugh. Menacingly. And then figure out who I pissed off and go give them the side-eye while insisting they remove my address from this sick, sick joke of a jury pool system.
I say go to both, it gets you out of work!! Or, I’d go to both because any excuse for me to not be at work is a good excuse.
I just called the Federal Courthouse and asked if your name could be put on the next round of Jury Summons
I’ve still never gotten called in VA (I’m sure I just jinxed it), but the times I received a jury summons in the two other states I’ve lived in, I never was chosen. I actually WANTED to serve on a jury! (I think it’d be interesting… although, as a lawyer, I don’t know if I’d get picked.)
You think 2 in 1 week is rare? I had a client who got a jury summons for the week of HIS OWN CASE in the SAME courthouse where his case was pending. What are the freaking odds of THAT? (He called the clerk’s office to let them know of the scheduling conflict to try to get out of it. They just rescheduled him for a few weeks later.)
Clearly, someone saw you at the courthouse one day and was smitten. They pulled some strings and try to get you to appear whenever they can.
Wow. Unbelievable. You’ll have to keep us updated on this!
Wow. I can’t help but laugh. It’s not funny but is in that f-ed up way. That just sucks.