Convinced that I would be instantly deemed “undesirable” to actually serve on a courtroom jury, one of 12 suckers culled from a pool of 50 or so potential jurors, here I sit, in the well polished hallways of the Los Angeles Superior Court, sworn to secrecy about the related case and parties involved, and forbidden even to speak about what’s going on with my fellow jurors.
But at a slim $ 15 per day, the compensation offered by the courts for time spent as a juror (oh, that and free parking), the temptation to spill is…well, enormous, and could easily be outbid by someone with a crisp, new $ 20 bill.
But as they impress upon you inside the courtroom: “Thank you for doing your duty as a resident of California.”
Ok. And as I do love California, I guess it’s the least I can do.
DD
(Shhhh. We never talked about this.)
