So I have jury duty this week. I’ve postponed it a number of times and so this time it was non-negotiable. I’m not complaining though. They have strong, reliable wifi and a/c and so what’s there to complain about?
So here’s a funny jury duty story: I kinda got dressed up yesterday morning. Not super-dressed up. But I wore a cute dress and make-up and all that shit. And it was hot as hell yesterday. Make-up on a hot Monday morning in August. So unlike me, honestly. But I did it because I thought, “gee, maybe there will be a cute guy there”.
There wasn’t. Not that I could see, anyway.
But that’s not the funny part.
The funny part is that no fewer than 3 women I know (IRL and on Twitter) asked me if I met a guy at jury duty. Because, you know, we all have bought into this idea that life is like a romantic comedy. And love finds you when you least expect it. And that the man of our dreams is waiting for us at jury duty. For the record, I’m not wearing any make-up today.
Tags: guy, hope, love