luck of the draw, i guess
Juror number 29.
Sitting and waiting was tedious. The majority of today was spent listening to each story and excuse why anyone shouldn’t have to continue with jury duty.
Out of the nearly 90 of us sitting there, the judge decided to question just the first 50. Then came time for the lawyers to follow up. Finally, deliberations about who should and should not serve.
The judge was very kind and was quick in questioning everyone for further information. Most people said there was no reason why they could not unbiasedly serve. Several others became emotional, confessing how difficult each situation was for each person. The excuses all sounded similar. The fun part, however, was watching the district attorney corner everyone into why he or she could or could not serve to be impartial and fair. This DA was relentless, too, but she was just doing her job.
After lunch and another break, the pick for a jury began. It was kinda strange watching the selection process because it was more like a game. First the state of California rejects someone. Then the defense rejects someone else. And they take turns for quite a while.
Numbers one through twelve sat in the jury box. After an initial swipe of a few people, the game began and the jury members in the hot seats were slowly axed as either the DA or defense attorneys didn’t want someone. As one person left one of the hot seats, the next in numerical order who still survived took the empty seat.
The pressure became intense as I saw each attorney axe another person. Sometimes, you knew exactly why one person was denied. Other times, it was just random. But in the end, those who were not very partial were left behind. Everyone in front of me who was not denied went up to the hot seats.
Juror number 28 was axed, and I took his hot seat. There I sat, watching and waiting for just a moment. It was the defense attorney’s move.
I was not picked for the final panel of jury duty.
Back to life, back to reality.