Jury Duty and my schedule

[scyllacat]

Ok, today was the infamous Jury Duty.

They spent about an hour in 'orientation' which was part sign-in, part film, and part court judges and officers telling us how important and appreciated we were. They were very sincere about it, though. Saying, we know this sucks, and we want you to know we know this sucks, and we really appreciate the fact that you're here, both as individuals giving up your time and as citizens participating in the legal process and helping us carry out the work of government. It was very nice to hear, although it came with the message, you're going to sit around and be bored for a while, and you will be hot, and you probably won't like it.

We had a break, and when we came back, I was sitting right in front of this woman who could pass for the stay-puft marshmallow man (which I didn't know at the time, ok?) and she spent the next half-hour in a conversation (diatribe, really) in which she said how all those people who thought they could go around looking wild would 'learn' when they have to go cut their hair and get a real job. She said how they all wanted people to be able to do 'what they want' but they only wanted people to be like them. Then she segued into how people needed Christian values, or at least Moral ones, and somehow got from there into what 'strong' men were and how important THAT was.

I'm the one right in front of her with pink, purple and blue hair, wearing a pentacle ring, skull and spider and frog earrings, a black t-shirt with a bound and blindfolded woman on the front (8 of Swords) and sleepwear pants. I recognize her pattern of behavior as an affirmation and bonding with the people around her. This is how the world is, she said, and those next to her agreed, so she was safe from me.

She did allow that musicians all dress that way, but everyone knows they're eccentric. ;)

After the next break, fortunately, I ended up next to a Ph.D. candidate teaching a summer Intro to Engineering course. He asked about my logic puzzles (and knew what they were) and I gave him a granola bar, and we had a nice chat.

Then they came out and told us all to go home, without question #1. That's right, no one was empaneled, the entire pool was discarded. Were we contaminated? :) Was there an unavoidable delay in the proceedings (the whole courthouse?) -- we heard earlier the air conditioner was out in the courthouse. Maybe they couldn't fix it and thought it would get too hot. The clock chimed 12 as we walked out.

Schedule, because it's getting crowded in here:

Wed., June 26: office day for the kids, 8a-6p
Thurs., June 27: on-call day for the kids 7a to Friday morning.
Fri., June 28: day off.
They Might Be Giants on the bricks, then Shamgod at Nine Lives.
Sat., June 29: moving with Red Turtle
work at Milano's 6:30p-1a
Sun., June 30: Milano's 6:30-11:30p
Mon. July 1: on-call day 7a to Tuesday morning.
Tues. July 2: Counselor appointment, 11a-12p
Hair appointment, cut and dye and Rob: 1-5p
Wed. July 3: on-call day, 7a to Thursday morning
Fri., July 5- Wed., July 10: vacation in Key West! Yay!

So, like, um, bye.

Comments

[gallifreyan.livejournal.com]

...goodbye little girl...

and helloooo..... *howl*

(no hint this time)

[wolfspawn.livejournal.com]

I wish you had been called up, I would have loved to see the lawyers and Judge's looks.. ;)

And Key West?? I'm jealous..........

[polychromatic22.livejournal.com]

Okay, now I admit, theres's something to the idea that when one chooses to appear differently than the majority of society, that they shouldn't be suprised when society thinks they look weird. (although multi colored hair isn't really that odd anymore, and quite honestly, you have less facial piercings than I do, and I blend in with normals easy)
But to assume a lack of morals or ethics because someone chooses to look weird is sorta like saying someone must be paradigms of ethics if they choose to go around in polyester sansabelt suits.
Ethics and morals are shown in how one carries themselves and interacts with their enviroment. The fact that the staypuft marshmallow woman would make such comments in your hearing (though not even having the guts to say them directly to you) shows a willingness to hurt your feelings simply for the way you look. Those are bad ethics and morals as far as I understand them. Whereas you, the supposed freak were sit to those in your surroundings, and shared your supply of food. Good morals and ethics.

Fuckheads.

[gallifreyan.livejournal.com]

Or paragons of ethics. :)

I run into this sort of thing on occasion, especially when I'm outside Silly Valley or dealing with unenlightened people outside the valley. They tell me that jeans and tshirts aren't serious and I should "dress for success." I do this daily, except when I have to wear a shirt with buttons because I've been too lazy to do my laundry.

My college girlfriend learned about dressing for success in the "applied" technology when she wore a perfectly-acceptable-for-a-receptionist silk blouse and dress slacks to a customer site where we had to drag cables through the ceiling. She successfully damaged the shirt, and never again came along with mem to a customer site. :)

[scyllacat.livejournal.com]

Well, that was my thought. That she didn't approve of me, well, I don't really expect to be approved of. In fact, you know better than most that I like to thwart expectations.

On the other hand, the fact that she needed to say this really loudly so everyone in the immediate vicinity (if by 'immediate vicinity' you mean, half the courtroom) could hear seemed really rude and ignorant.