For years I have escaped jury duty but this is my week. I am typing away sitting in the juror’s waiting room. I have been sitting here for 3 hours with my 100 new friends. I realize the importance of jury selection and the need to be judged by ones peers, but patience is not my best virtue unless I am teaching in a classroom environment. Perhaps in that instance of teaching it feels different because I am actually doing something whereas this feels like lost time. Let me note that they made a point of saying although you may feel like you are just sitting here with nothing happening, things are happening in the court room because you are here. Okay, now how does that work exactly? And then there is guilt for feeling this way. I haven’t completely lost my day as I have been typing up class descriptions for events, working on scheduling issues, and I do have my scrapbook magazines which I look forward to reading. I am always saying how I have so much to do, so the upside to this is I am trapped to do the leisure things. Oh and I have made a new acquaintance, “Barry” and she is very enthusiastic about all of this. Alright, it does increase my guilt on the way I feel. One hour to lunch and counting. You know it's a long morning when you are snapping your own pictures with your phone and blogging it!