I. am. home.

Oh. So soon, you ask?
Why, yes. Too soon, I answer.

.......

ARG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So. I left the house and made it back with 5 minutes to spare.
They standing at the desk collecting yellow cards that identify us by panel number and seat number.
"Go home," they say. "The case is closed."
Huh? The Case? I thought there were twenty.
So, I came all the way back for them to tell me to "Go home?"

???????

They couldn't have told the first 4 panels they sent out early to go home and not come back?
And those who didn't get to go to lunch early, how long did they have to wait until they were all dismissed? 5 minutes, 10?

Well.

The whole jury process is a mess. How disorganized. How time-wasting. How inefficient. Can there NOT be a better way to do this??

And to think that I didn't schedule a trip to Toronto with the Dead Runners because of this.
Hmmm... I wonder if it's too late....

And now I am done for three more years.

At least I didn't get called to a trial - that means I would have actually had to TALK to someone.
Now I am home and can finish up the work day.

Thanks goodness!
Sheesh.