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A few weeks ago I was called to give testimony on an incident that happened nearly two months ago. Today I woke up at the ass crack of dawn after a long night of work and made my way down to the county courthouse. I arrived at 8:00 am and waited for an hour for someone to come out and say it would be at least another two hours before they needed me. Annoying, but not unbearable.

The rest of the witnesses and I went down to the local cafe for a bite and a bev. We waited our allotted time and arrived back to court bellies full and ready to start. I sat down and watched the clock tick…I watched the clock tick by 60 times. That’s right I waited another hour. Then they started calling in witnesses. I was the last to go (of course!) and by the time I had finished I was nearly five hours into my day.

They asked us to wait until they had reached a verdict to leave and how long did it take them? Another hour. That’s right. I spent a total of 6 Fing hours on a hard bench in the courthouse to give 5 minutes worth of testimony which ended up making not one bit of difference anyway. Where’s the justice in that?

Is there a lesson to this story?  YES. Do not wear loud shoes. Nothing is more annoying than the clickety clack of some perky little receptionist’s heals as she flits from one office to the other on the hideous marble floor put there for the sole purpose of making me CRAZY!