READ IT................................>Okay, some could call me a lucky bitch. It's not my fault that court case was cancelled and I was dismissed. But oh was I happy. I walked back in at 1:30 and presented by green card thing, and they were like "Oh we're sorry, that case was cancelled, and you can go home." Your sorry? I could have just kissed this woman. She has made my day. I don't care that I've wasted my whole day anymore, and that I'm fucking tired. This woman in a matter of seconds has gone from number one on my shit list to my hero. That takes talent. I love her, and I didn't even ask her what her name was.
Anyway, when I walked in the courthouse, I see this really hot cop, and I make my way towards his metal detector line. I get ready to shove my cellphone in my pocket, when I hear it. The almighty lisp. You've got to be kidding me. Thank God I caught this before I made an ass out of myself.
I must say, jury duty is really over rated. The judge guy who was no taller than I was, and had the biggest southern accent I've ever heard, was trying to make it out to be the biggest thing since, Deidre Hall. And well I just wasn't buying it. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or maybe it was the water. But I just wasn't liking it. Thank God for literature. Bill and Susan Seaforth Hayes, saved my ass the hour and a half I was actually sitting in that crowded room, with people who were probably just as crazy as I was. The lady next to me kept eyeing my book, and me deep in paragraph was getting annoyed by the stares. I knew she wanted to say something, and well I about told her to just spill it, when she was like, "I. wish. I. had. brung. a. book." "What? You can read?" Oh it was horrible. I was waiting for the next question...but luckily I was saved by some fast talking lady. I think she was important, but I really wasn't that impressed with her.
I was so excited, well not really, I decided to catch a movie. Well the hermano and I saw End of the Spear. Which I thought was a pretty good movie. The move around a lot, and the plot is just jumbled here and there. But I do recommend seeing it. The hermano tried to get me to laugh during it, he almost succeeded, but of course he failed. I was able to hold it in, which about killed me, but that's not the point. I do wish that people that sit directly behind you don't blow there nose loudly at the quietest part of the movie. It's disgusting, and well I can't stand to blow my own nose much less listen to the man behind me making one hell of a commotion. Get the boogers out in the bathroom. Or pick your nose for God's sake. I just don't want to hear it. I didn't pay to hear you blow your nose.
Cause I'm crazy.
Anyway, when I walked in the courthouse, I see this really hot cop, and I make my way towards his metal detector line. I get ready to shove my cellphone in my pocket, when I hear it. The almighty lisp. You've got to be kidding me. Thank God I caught this before I made an ass out of myself.
I must say, jury duty is really over rated. The judge guy who was no taller than I was, and had the biggest southern accent I've ever heard, was trying to make it out to be the biggest thing since, Deidre Hall. And well I just wasn't buying it. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or maybe it was the water. But I just wasn't liking it. Thank God for literature. Bill and Susan Seaforth Hayes, saved my ass the hour and a half I was actually sitting in that crowded room, with people who were probably just as crazy as I was. The lady next to me kept eyeing my book, and me deep in paragraph was getting annoyed by the stares. I knew she wanted to say something, and well I about told her to just spill it, when she was like, "I. wish. I. had. brung. a. book." "What? You can read?" Oh it was horrible. I was waiting for the next question...but luckily I was saved by some fast talking lady. I think she was important, but I really wasn't that impressed with her.
I was so excited, well not really, I decided to catch a movie. Well the hermano and I saw End of the Spear. Which I thought was a pretty good movie. The move around a lot, and the plot is just jumbled here and there. But I do recommend seeing it. The hermano tried to get me to laugh during it, he almost succeeded, but of course he failed. I was able to hold it in, which about killed me, but that's not the point. I do wish that people that sit directly behind you don't blow there nose loudly at the quietest part of the movie. It's disgusting, and well I can't stand to blow my own nose much less listen to the man behind me making one hell of a commotion. Get the boogers out in the bathroom. Or pick your nose for God's sake. I just don't want to hear it. I didn't pay to hear you blow your nose.
Cause I'm crazy.
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