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Also, when I went to mail the above, I opened the door of my mailbox, and there was an ad for a pizza shop which had a scratch-off prize: here's what I won.
P.S.
Also, when I went to mail the above, I opened the door of my mailbox, and there was an ad for a pizza shop which had a scratch-off prize: here's what I won.
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And just in case Diana enjoys reading books, I will shamelessly anoint the bottom of this letter with my credentials for you can purchase! I love it! Every chance that you get, why not! Btw, it's good you sent this in, even though it didn't help, but trust me, they filed this away under your summons, do in the event you DID get called, the lawyers would be looking at this, so if it ever happens again, (my dad is 75 and only got called 3 times in his life) do the same thing again. Clearly once you get interviewed (if you ever even get that far) you most definitely will be excused.
Wow, I regret not talking to you about the summons at the very beginning, instead of mentioning it when the time was almost up: Everything you've said about it is so calming to me that you could've eliminated two full months of constant anxiety!
I didn't trust that they would take me seriously and let me off the hook when I first wrote the letter, but I had some small hope that what you explain about the process – how my plea is filed along with the other info, so the lawyers who perform the jury-choosing will see it – that's just what I was hoping would happen. I thought to myself: Even if they refuse to grant me a pass, I'm sure that the people who are trying to expedite the court case will not want to waste their time with a fool like me. If I myself were a lawyer, I wouldn't want anyone serving who doesn't truly desire to be a juror.
I'm not sure if I mentioned it, but, about a week or two after I mailed back my summons form & prayer letter, some clerk from the court system actually wrote me an official reply, stating sternly that "your request to be excused was rejected"; thus I should consider myself still on-call for March thru April: "only a judge can legally excuse you from jury service," the response declared. And then other people kept telling me that, once I arrived at the courthouse, I'd need to go seek out a bailiff and ask to be allowed to speak to the judge; then beg the judge to pardon me in person. This whole fiasco would destroy my nerves just as much as what I was trying to escape from in the first place! So, despite all my presumptions about the favorability of the lawyers' expected reactions, I was still very scared from March 1 to April 30. — Even to this present moment, I'm barely thawing out.
Yes, and the Evilzon link was something that I was initially wavering about — I almost chickened out and didn't include it, but I ended up putting it there after all; my reasoning was that whoever reviews my appeal might doubt that I'm really a creative writer if I don't provide proof. Also, to be honest, I secretly hoped that some member of the district court – say, a beautiful female judge – after reading my letter, would visit the provided address and look at my bibliography, then sample a few of my books (using the "look inside" function on the website), and fall in love with my literary productions.
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