It’s about 3:30 pm on Monday and I’m in the main juror room at the Civil Courhouse in Jamaica, Queens (pretty cool that they have free Internet accesss, but it logs you out after 10 minutes, so that’s a drag …).
Around 11 am this morning my name got called for a car-accident case in civil court. Along with 20 other potential jurors, I went up into the small jury room, and the lawyers on each side of the case started asking their questions.
Out of the first 6 potential jurors, the lawIt’s about 3:30 pm on Monday and I’m in the main juror room at the Civil Courhouse in Jamaica, Queens (pretty cool that they have free Internet accesss, but it logs you out after 10 minutes, so that’s a drag …).
Around 11 am this morning my name got called for a car-accident case in civil court. Along with 20 other potential jurors, I went up into the small jury room, and the lawyers on each side of the case started asking their questions.
Out of the first 6 potential jurors, the lawyers selected three, and dismissed the other three. Right before lunch they picked another six potential jurors. I was one of the six. After a lunch break they questioned this group, including me, and the consensus in the room was that I would be selected as a juror.
Nope!
I was rejected and tossed back into the main jury room, so here I am, waiting again to see if I’ll get called for yet another jury.
Don’t know why I was dismissed–although I have a few ideas–but it just goes to show that just because you stand up in a jury room and start screaming that all lawyers are scum, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll be selected as a juror …
Just kidding. I didn’t say [i]all[/i] lawyers are scum. (only some … okay, just kidding again). Anyway, now I see what new jury fate awaits me …
