(Not an assumption - after we finally came to agreement and notified the judge, he started bragging about how he really agreed with the rest of us all along but wanted to drag things out as long as possible. This experience may have soured me somewhat on juries.)

Oh. my. dog. I would have cut a bithc!

Seriously, I think the only thing that prevented us all from tossing him out the 5th story window was the thought of having to possibly sit through another assault trial if we got caught.

I know some people who bitch about jury duty even when their company covers it (thus not losing out on money, and not having to work double-shifts). I do not understand it.

My company covers it, but that doesn't mean I'm not still responsible for most of my regular workload while it's going on. I mean, I'm kind of civic pride geeky about these things so I wouldn't object, but it's not going to come without some pain.

Kathy, they have free parking for jurors at the main courthouse west of downtown. Maybe not at the Daley Center one?

Well, don't we suffer the same overload when we come back from any time out of office (maternity leave, vacation, family illness)? Jury duty isn't without its hitches or complications. But to me, it's worth it. I think it's a fair sacrifice for living somewhere with a judicial system, that for all of its faults, is still our judicial system.

I've also had an ENT use a hook to get particularly stubborn wax out

My mother used to do that to me.

(The problem with having an RN for a mother, one who has worked in almost every department in the hospital, is that she has the equipment, the know-how, and the stubborn conviction that she can take care of anything that doesn't require sutures or a prescription at home.)

(And the sutures were a near thing. I know she considered just stitching us up at home. And she always took them out for us.)

I haven't had serious problems since I started doing semi-regular peroxiding of the ear.

Wow, Sparky, what kind of case was it?

Criminal child sexual abuse, involving daycare workers.

Maybe not at the Daley Center one?

That's the one I was on-call for this summer, and it's the only one in Cook County without free parking.

(Boyfriend, not husband, but since we live together, he really is a spousal equivalent.)

OK, now my English as a second language shows. Isn't a long time boyfriend with whom you live it is the equivalent of a spouse? Not in the Husband/Wife meaning, but in the legal and emotional sense of the word?

Also, other stuff I'm confused about. Jury duty? All this talk? It's alien language to me. Wikipedia tells me that since Israel was one of the colonies, and the British Crown abrogated the jury duty in the colonies, we don't have one.

Isn't a long time boyfriend with whom you live it is the equivalent of a spouse? Not in the Husband/Wife meaning, but in the legal and emotional sense of the word?

I think after seven years, it's common-law marriage or something? But my co-worker refers to her boyfriend whom she lives with but has not married as her "partner." Which made me think she was a lesbian at first.

Isn't a long time boyfriend with whom you live it is the equivalent of a spouse? Not in the Husband/Wife meaning, but in the legal and emotional sense of the word?

I think after seven years, it's common-law marriage or something?

That sounds right. Though we haven't been together that long.

my co-worker refers to her boyfriend whom she lives with but has not married as her "partner."

I do that on forms that want a phone number for emergency contact, and they want to know the relationship of the person. "Boyfriend" sounds too junior-high, so I've defaulted to "Partner." But in person I introduce him as my boyfriend.