I'm bored stupid right now folks, as I've been forced into the bane of citizens everywhere: Jury Duty. It should be optional, like voting, or sex after marriage, but no its forced upon us at gunpoint (if you don't believe that, don't show up and see what happens). And since I don't have a real job, at least according to the state, I won't get paid! But you don't want to hear me bitch about useless civic responsiblities, you read this for cars and car related nonsense.
On that note, this post has a point related to cars. Well its really more of an observation. Sitting here with about 100 other people, in a huge room, its like a huge, never ending pre-race driver's meeting. If you've never entered an auto race, basically the way it works is before the race they summon all drivers (and somtimes crew chiefs as well) to a meeting, usually at race control. Attendence is mandatory, and the meeting consists of a bunch of guys half dressed in their nomex, drinking bad coffee and stale dougnuts (regardless of whether its a day or night race) while a high ranking official, usually the starter, endlessly drones on about shit that as a licensed racing driver, you know about and can do in your sleep. Such as what to do when a yellow flag is out, or what the pit road speed limit is. And the phrase "We're all professionals here" is repeated ad nauseum.
This is like that. A judge keeps babbling on about "justice" and "civic duty" and I'm on my third cup of brown, coffee flavored water (there's no doughnuts though, although I did come late) bored stupid. Sadly, while a drivers meeting ends with the glourious statisfaction of taking to the track, this will only end in nothingness, if it ends at all. Oh well, if this keeps up (and they told us to plan on being here a week) this blog will get mad updates. I'll have nothing else to do.
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