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Jury Duty

Jury Duty

My civic duty involved getting bent over a table by Juror #7

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Jun 20, 2025
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Now, on to the good stuff…

It all started when I got that little piece of mail everyone dreads. Jury duty. Fucking fantastic. A whole week of lost wages from the bar and forced proximity to a bunch of randos in a stuffy government building. I was pissed.

The first day at the Multnomah County Courthouse was exactly the circle of hell I'd imagined. The air smelled like old paper and stale coffee. We all sat on uncomfortable wooden benches while a clerk droned on about our civic responsibilities. I was already mentally calculating how many tequila sodas it would take to erase the memory of this place when I saw him.

He was sitting across the jury box, Juror #7. And holy shit, he was a type. He looked l…

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