Well, the Texas Rangers don’t have anything on the Tarrant County Courthouse. This place is going to be at capacity with my fellow jurors. It’s already been an interesting morning. I got up at 6:20, fed the dogs, took a bath, read my Bible and then got dressed. After that, I checked my email, which informed me that my global strategy simulation group got 3rd place out of 4 in round one of our competition. In the practice round, we were first, so that’s a little frustrating.
After a quick email to my group, I hopped in the car and made my way to the Starbucks drive-through window…iced, tall, black coffee, a bottle of water and a croissant…breakfast of champions. There was no traffic heading into downtown Ft Worth; there never is and it’s one of the many reasons I love this city. I decided to park in a garage near the courthouse rather than take advantage of the free parking. It wasn’t in the best part of town and I didn’t want to take any risks since I’m driving a company car. So, the garage I parked in is definitely near the courthouse; however, it was a bit of a hike to the Justice Center, which is also known as Juror Check-In.
I didn’t mind my little jaunt through the city though. The weather is nice, a little chilly, but bearable and the sun is shining. When I arrived at the Justice Center (doesn’t that sound like the name of a place where superheroes hang out?), I had to go through security. This was not a problem, but it would have been if they made me throw my coffee away. Ebpveryone in line around me was cheering for me to get through with my drink. It was kind of funny. There were a few muted cheers when I carried my cup through the metal detector with me…it’s the small victories, you know?
Once I was through that line, I got in the 100-mile line for jurors to enter the holding cell…I mean holding pen…I mean holding room. This was definitely the closest thing to a cattle call that I’ve ever experienced. So many people dreading their civic duty thrown together to “simmer” in a poorly air-conditioned, purposefully sterile room. It has been laughable watching the myriads of people try to claim their exemptions to be excused from serving. I just can’t imagine why anyone would want to shirk this duty. The video that they just started playing is riveting. A little bit of “To Kilk A Mockinbgbird” sets the tone for how monumental this opportunity is for me. If only I had some popcorn and raisinets.
Now, I’m getting a brief history of the legal system; Magna Carta, Declaration of Independece, Texas Declaration of Independence, and all (or should I say “et al?”)
Well, I’m going to quit blogging for now. I’m sure i’ll be checking in periodically throughout the day!