joined:June 25, 2007
My worst fear as a one man band finally happened... I got hit with the ultimate double whammy... Jury duty, then illness. And the best part is that I think I got the illness from jury duty.
This has been my worst fear since going full-time. Like many people here, I do everything. I mean everything. I often work 7 days a week. Without me, there is no business. There's no way to teach what I do. I wouldn't even try.
So first I get the jury duty. In my county, forget trying to get out of it. They're like Nazis. I've actually seen poor women with no way to look after their kids at home, burst into tears when the judge denies their excuse. They're ruthless. And the best part is... they expect people in my county to participate in this once a year, and the case you get 99% of the time is utter BS. This time it was some lady who was suing her neighbor, because in 08 she walked by their house, and she claimed their dog touched her hand with his wet nose through the fence, which scared her and made her fall down and hurt herself. You can't make this stuff up. Dozens of people setting aside their whole lives for this... I sat their with my mouth hanging open in complete disbelief.
So then a week later I'm just struggling to undo that nightmare, and go down for the count with some stomach thing that put me unconscious for days. I was actually delirious in bed, thinking I could hear the computer email notification in the other room, and convinced myself it was all the people complaining they hadn't gotten their orders. After not doing a single thing for 4 days, I was actually afraid to look. Luckily it was slow... I kissed butt on the few complaints and somehow dodged a major bullet.
What a way to make a living.