The other day i picked up the post and waiting for me was a big brown envelope. I looked at the name printed on the back, Her Majesty's Court Service. My initial thoughts ran through every possible reason i could get summoned to court. Have i not paid a ticket? Have i been implicated in a crime i know nothing off? Is someone claiming money in my name? You get the idea. Then like a slap in the face it hit me, Jury service.
Most people probably never get to do this in the 52 years that you are eligable. So i did feel a pang of guilt at feeling it was a burden rather than a privilege. The biggest reason for me feeling this way was the timing. I'm at a very important stage at Uni and it had the potential to really screw things up. Luckily you can defer for 12 months. So i still have to do it but just not right now.
I was reading up on the interweb about the processes and a)it seems a little bit scary, b)it's one hell of a responsibility and c)it appears to induce a high level of boredom. I know you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover but it is hard not to sometimes. Who knows it might be one of the most interesting things i have ever had the fortune of being randomly picked to do.
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