Jury duty summons; I’m assured by phone that I must make a showing at Henrietta Town Court at 6pm. I show up 30 minutes early with all my required paperwork and manage almost immediately to trip over a police officer strapping a large gun while accompanying a girl in handcuffs.
I’m met at the door with a blank stare by a rather fierce looking court clerk who asks quite unwillingly if she can help me. ‘Doubtful’ I think to myself but refrain from saying so. I obligingly indicate my willingness to travel through the metal scanner but am informed I need to go around it. Upon doing so, I discover a clerk in the back who informs me that nothing is happening tonight but if I fill out my paperwork I can leave it with her and I will get credit. I hope she means cash, but I refrain from saying so. I hand in my paperwork and leave quietly.
I am still unsure as to what happened to the girl in handcuffs…
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