They Don’t Know What They’re Missing

For my birthday in May I got the gift of a jury duty notice from the L.A. County Superior Court and as I’m one of the few and the proud who are motivated by the opportunity to do my civic duty, I wasted no time registering and looking forward to my start date of July 9. Per the instructions I was to call the weekend before and check in and I just did. Turns out they don’t need me Monday and I’m to call back Monday evening to see if they need me Tuesday. Pfft.

There’s a snap in there along the lines of “You’re so unemployable you can’t even get a seat in the jury pool,” but I remain somewhat hopeful that I’ll get hauled into court at least some point this week.

But whether the legal system exploits me or not, well… the jury’s still out.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."