Everyone hates jury duty. I thought I hated jury duty.
Then I got assigned to Federal district court jury duty, which is a whole different ball of wax. First, you are on call for a month, though you only have to call in once a week.
Second, it is in the heart of downtown Los Angeles.
Third, they pay me over a hundred bucks a day with mileage, plus I get wages from work.
I had to call in tonight and I already had tomorrow's jury day planned: Take the train down and arrive in gorgeous Union Station. Grab a bagel at the station cafe (I never eat bagels anymore - the carbs! the carbs!). Take my laptop (they have wireless) and read blogs or watch DVDs. Find something fabulous for lunch at the Grand Central Market. And collect my $107.40. All good.
But they don't want me. I'm rejected. Off to work with no bagel, no blogs, no DVDs and certainly no extra $107.
Waah. Feel my pain.