Last time I had to go in for jury duty. The thing made the metal detectors at the courthouse door absolutely dance and sing.
They were really nice about it, though: sent me into the security office where I put my knife into a little manilla envelope and got a receipt. Then when I left after not getting picked to be on anybody's jury, I traded my receipt in for my knife, and we all lived happily ever after.
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Last time I had to go in for jury duty. The thing made the metal detectors at the courthouse door absolutely dance and sing.
They were really nice about it, though: sent me into the security office where I put my knife into a little manilla envelope and got a receipt. Then when I left after not getting picked to be on anybody's jury, I traded my receipt in for my knife, and we all lived happily ever after.
The Other Mike
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