I'm on a trial at the moment, for the first time in my short life, as a juror.
I thought I'd give a brief commentary, not in real time, but as I want to document my feelings briefly as to which way I'm swinging without forgetting them I'll start now.
I also can't give anything awaything about the case, nor will I read any posts until after the trial has finished.
First day. After arriving at the court I almost had a face off with a young twat who is giving the court assistants grief. She seems a dear old lady witha good sense of humour and this idiot is talking back to here, in front of a large room full (about 300 I guess) prospective jurors. I told him to pull his head in and he gives me the tough guy look. I then stood up. Problem over. What I can't believe is the twat wanted to start something in front of 300 witnesses, 2 court attendants and the immediate vicinity of about 50 cops. Not to mention some very protective judges who would love to dish out some real justice for a change.
Get into the court room as I have been balloted to a trial. At this point I still have 3 outs. I might not get called, I might get rejected, or I might know someone involved in the trial. No such luck! AAARRRGGGGHHHH! My boss is going to be pissed.
Accused shows up in court room and I think GUILTY! He/she just looks guilty. Not to bright looking, almost trailer trashy.
After hearing the prosecution intro this swings to NOT GUILTY. I now go into impartial mode an start listening to lots of irrelevant facts for the rest of the day, or so it seems.
Go home bored after trying to clean up the mess at work now that I'm on leave.
End of day one
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