The media -- and whatever Nancy Grace is -- get fixated on the trial itself and for good reason. It's where the action is. But jury selection can be pretty interesting too. How do I know this? I was called for jury duty last year for a case involving someone getting hurt while riding the bus. I am only posting this today because...well...I forgot I'd written this down. Forgive me as I've clearly had many more important things to discuss.
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I brought this to the attention of the judge. The following is our actual exchange...
INT. JUDGE'S CHAMBERS -- LOS ANGELES COUNTY COURT HOUSE.
The judge (50s), sits at her desk writing in her notepad. Flanked to either side are four middle-aged, male attorneys representing prosecution and the defense. A female court reporter (50s) sits across the room. An imposing bailiff (40s) stands guard by the door. Temp X stands facing the room.
JUDGEWould he cut off your pay?TEMP XI don't know. He might. My boss is kind of a turd.The judge chuckled as do the attorneys. The court reporter struggles to find the appropriate key strokes to spell out "Turd."JUDGE(to the court reporter)You don't need to put that on the record.The court reporter looks to the judge to confirm the instruction.TEMP X(interrupts)It's alright. It's true.
Not surprisingly, I didn't get selected for the trial. And I would quit my go-nowhere job two months later with no regrets. But I will always know that somewhere in the Los Angeles County Civil Court files I am on record as calling my old boss "kind of a turd."
It's the small victories.