A couple weeks ago, my mom got a jury duty summons. While she complained about having to go, I jealously eyed the form. Ever since I’ve turned 18,…

A couple weeks ago, my mom got a jury duty summons. While she complained about having to go, I jealously eyed the form. Ever since I’ve turned 18, I’ve been excited about possibly serving as a juror. It’s not just the 17 dollar and 20 cent daily salary, or the free breakfast and lunch; it’s the whole intrigue and excitement that surrounds a trial. I understand that it’s not likely I’ll even get a summons, or get chosen to serve, or get an interesting case, but excitement about jury duty is something that nonetheless burns deep inside me. I imagine that when I finally get that later, and trudge to the courthouse downtown, my opinions might change a bit. But until then, my image of jury duty is one of glamour and glory, gallantly serving up justice and laying down the law.
– Will