Truth Be Told (Part Four)

So I grinned and pointed out that, for instance, I had been born in Hawaii, and some people found that interesting.

The judge didn’t however, and he told me so.

Nodding, I pointed out that I never claimed that I was interesting, but that it seemed to me that with as many people as were in the room, the odds heavily favored that at least some of them would be interesting if you asked the right questions.

Mercifully, the judge decided it was flat out too early in the morning to hassle with contempt of court charges, and dropped the subject, but when it came time for the lawyers to start asking their questions, guess who was firmly in their beady little sites?

Yep.

It was me.

And it wasn’t too long after that when I learned exactly how much worse for myself I could make it.

Bastards picked me as juror number one . . . I even ended up as jury foreman.

2 Responses to “Truth Be Told (Part Four)”

  1. Lynn Says:

    THAT is *classic*, on so many levels! 🙂

  2. Robert Alan Says:

    And I truly wish I was making it up. 😉

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