Dang, I meant to do some character sketches at jury selection this morning.
But I had a good time. You don’t ever hear anyone say that about jury duty, do you?
When I got in the police jury room, where we have to wait and watch our video and make our lame excuses and get our numbers assigned, an old friend of mine waved at me from her seat.
We Facebook on occasion, but we haven’t really hung out in a while, since we had lunch at the end of March.
So we sat and talked and laughed while we were supposed to be responsibly paying attention. Just like we were in high school again.
Both of our numbers were high enough that we were dismissed early today, with orders to call after five to see if we were needed tomorrow, but all jurors were dismissed.
It was nice catching up again. And she told me my gold glitter brows matched my personality. Isn’t that a lovely compliment?