We’re told to arrive for 10:30am. The jury waiting room is packed, but quickly empties as those assigned to actual trials dissipate into their respective court rooms. The rest of us are left waiting, again. I track down my lorry driver friend. He tells me that the bus he got home last night was much busier than he expected. Two thirds of the journey home, he realised he was on a school bus.
Half an hour passes and the jury officer arrives to tell us she has good and bad news. I hold my breath. The bad news it that the trial has collapsed and we’re free to go home. The good news is “you’ve only had to wait around for an hour!”. We’re not needed on Friday either, so I collect my belongings and head out. It’s raining.
Pages of book read: 175
Time spent in an actual court room: 35 minutes
Time spent waiting: 7 hours
Four days of tedium 