Jury and . . . Uhh

OK, first day of jury duty went something like this . . .

1) Show up at 8:30.
2) Roll call.
3) Wait.
4) Wait.
5) Virtual Nap.
6) Yawn.
7) Wait more.
8) About 11:25, get notice that certain groups can go home.

Thankfully, I was part of the first group that was released for the day.

9) Sit in parking lot for 20 minutes waiting for a break in traffic from EVERYONE else trying to get the hell out. NO MERCY. Every man for themselves. Although I had cherry parking, it turned out to be bad parking if your trying to get out. Again, no mercy!

Lunch, then work for the rest of the afternoon. Only problem was after sitting around nearly 3 hours, I wasn't much in the mood to do shit.

Rant time - Topic: patience. Made a pit stop at K-mart to get some stuff after work. Fast forward to the checkout line. The person walking. Looking for the shortest line. The fastest line. I can feel the tension. The impatience. The nerves building. UNTIL . . . . they are at the register. Then such a sigh of relief. "I'm finally being helped and serviced." You can just see that weight being lifted off their shoulders. "I'm here!" Now I can take all day, bull shit with the hot cashier, fuck the other folks in line. And - And - the process continues.

Sorry folks, I can't stand that level of tension. Toe tapping and all. Just chill already! Save yourself ah heart attack.

On a lighter note, I am NOW the proud owner of 300, the movie. Two disc special for $22.95. Oww Yeeaaahhhhhhhhh. This movie is in a class all its own. I now have a trio - Tron, Kill Bill vol. 1, and now . . . 300. What a moment. Blissssssssssssssss.