In which I talk about sudafed and jury duty

Approximately two weeks ago I got a letter from the local county court system. As it turns out, my time had come up for me to do my civic duty and sit on a jury. Now before I got hired to my wonderful full time job, this wouldn't have been a big deal for me, but as soon as I got the summons I started freaking out. Not only would I have to miss work, but they pay you an extraordinarily cheap $15.00 a day for your service. I make more than $15.00 in an hour where I work.

So I asked my therapist, who told me that the best thing for me to do would be to go when I'm called, and say "I'm so glad you called me for this jury, I've been trying to get some kind of control in my life forever!" verbatim, and they wouldn't use me. Not only was that hilarious, but I thought it was pretty good advice. So after telling my boss that I might be out on Friday because of Jury Duty, I called the number on the summons and gave them my jury number.

The happy recorded voice tells me that I have to call again at 11:15 the next day to find out whether or not I'll be seated, which is annoying, but at least it means I'm getting a few hours of work in before I have to waste the rest of the day at the courthouse.

Well, the best part is, I call at 11:15 to find out my jury group has been dismissed completely, and I will only be eligible for jury duty again in 12 months. Much ado about nothing!

As for Sudafed (I said I'd talk about it!), I believe it is some sort of magical panacea. Nothing is worse than waking up with a headache, but thank McNEIL-PPC for Sudafed, and for still allowing the kind with Pseudoephedrine to be sold behind the counter...