You know the bratty, whiny, snotty nosed kid in the candy aisle at the grocery store who pitches a fit when mommy or daddy won’t buy them a lollipop?  Well, fast forward 20 years and you have an idea of the lady I interviewed.  She wanted to be excused because she worked. (Insert crickets)  

I explained that people who worked weren’t exempt from jury duty.  She reiterated  in a voice so loud, THX would be impressed, that she worked and was it possible to speak with my supervisor who would surely be more reasonable than me.   Moments later, my supervisor arrived and repeated what I’d already told her.  She stormed out of the office in a huff vowing that we had not seen the last of her.

‘Course not, you’ve got jury duty silly!