Somewhere in the halls of the Criminal Justice Center, somebody else was wearing my belt. It might not even have been his fault, but I was the one holding up my pants for the rest of the day. Welcome to jury duty.

I began to dread the prospect of jury duty from the moment I received my summons in the mail. This is not uncommon for most of us – nobody wants to put a hold on their lives to become a member of a jury of their peers, passing judgment on someone who probably wasn’t a peer to begin with. But jury duty is one of the unfortunate perks which comes from being a registered voter. The other perk is voting for politicians, but that’s another story. continue reading »