The other week I got a jury summons, or more precisely, a qualified summons. In our county, you call a number the night before your day, and a recorded voice says which groups are to appear the next day, and which are dismissed. My group was dismissed.
Now, I believe in jury duty and I have twice been chosen, but I was glad this time around to not have to go downtown, and perhaps wait around and not be chosen, or be chosen and have to show up for multiple days…well, there are many permutations. Instead, I woke up and yawned and didn’t have to rush around and head to the courthouse metal detector by 8:30am.