Update: No Jury Duty for The Cachinnator

Posted by Anonymous On 12:13 PM

That's right, Cachinnatees. I dodged that bullet.

Not that it's a bullet... I know, I know, I KNOW!

Civic duty, citizenship, blah, blah, blah. Sorry, not interested. I've seen exit interviews with jurors after celebrity trials like OJ and Scott Peterson. Those people are idiots. I have no desire to be one of them.

So how did I get out of it? I could cite my disheveled appearance, visible tattoos, or hostile attitude. I could pretend I slapped one of the attorneys on the butt. I could pretend I wore a "Ron Paul for President" button on my shirt. But I think the truth is that they settled the case. Deus ex machina.

Now back to work.

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4 Cachinnations

  1. Anonymous Said,

    I have to admit that just sitting in that room where the lawyers ask you all the questions made me feel very, very smart. It's a little scary. -Katie (Becky's friend and occasional blog stalker of yours)

    Posted on 7/30/2008

     
  2. Anonymous Said,

    Stalk away, Katie.

    And, yes, it makes you feel smart. But, and this may just be the growing cynic inside me, it also made me feel that everyone else was a moron.

    That's so wrong. Pray for me.

    Posted on 7/30/2008

     
  3. Tracy Said,

    Thank you for the vocabulary lesson! I had to go to Wikipedia to remember what "Deus ex machina" means! It was a vague expression I remembered from Theatre History, but had no recollection as to its meaning.

    Posted on 7/30/2008

     
  4. Karen S Said,

    Well, if I'd seen you coming in, unshaven, teeth unbrushed, probably in your jim-jams, I'd have settled too!

    Posted on 8/04/2008