The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Jury Duty

Considering how shitty my luck is, OF COURSE I would get a jury duty summons ordering me to report in on the 1st of January at 8:30 in the Goddamn morning. Could they have picked a BETTER TIME to give me a jury duty summons?

I knew I would have to report in for sure. I didn’t even have to call in to confirm to be sure, but I did anyway. With every bout of shitty luck, there is always a chance…

Well, my chances were slim.

I go in early on Monday, like a respectable person should. I put in 8 hours worth of time in the meter at the rate of 1 quarter per half hour. Of course the damn summons doesn’t say where you’re supposed to go-there are 2 courthouses in the City of White Plains. I had gone to the wrong building and after wasting time going through a security check IN the wrong building, I had to leave and literally run 2 blocks to the other courthouse.

It takes about an hour before 125 people to fill the room. Everyone else seemed to have postponed their summons because they seemed to be short. I decided to just get mine OVERWITH so I decided to just accept my summons.

After about 2 hours of waiting, they begin calling names for a criminal case, which they informed us could last for 5 or more days in most cases. Right then and there, I just KNEW I would be called and sure enough, I was!

A couple more hours pass and we are told around 11 that the attorneys and judge are “still deliberating” and that we were excused for recess until 2:00. I was so fucking mad, I COULD HAVE BEEN SLEEPING THAT WHOLE TIME! Goddamn it.

I get myself lunch, go home and return before 2:00. Luckily, I found a meter that had 5 hours on it. I was early again so there were only a few people in the room but the Deputy of Jurors informs us that the attorneys are STILL not ready and that we have to return at 12:30 the following day. WHAAAAA-THA FUCK?!

At 12:15 the next day, I put in another 8 quarters into the meter… I come in and sit down. After 2 hours of waiting, they tell us to go upstairs to the 2nd floor. 45 minutes of more waiting, the judge calls us into a courtroom. I got stuck next to a stankin’ ass man. As I held my breaf, we are told that we are excused because of the “newness of the courtroom” and the “inconvenience of adjusting to it”… … … WHAT the FUCK does that mean??

You know I was mad… but I HELD IT IN. I wasted so much money on parking (simply because the City of White Plains is a scam!) and it turns out after all that change and time of sitting around staring into space was for NOTHING. I missed 2 full days of work – SPEAKING OF WHICH, my boss is SUCH A BITCH, she totally ignored the fact that I had a summons and she kept piling on the work, most of which has to be done THIS WEEK. Although I am excused from jury duty for the next 6 years, I gotta deal with trial at work… under the management of a tiresome, irrational, moronic, BITCH.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's good to see you still have things to bitch about. Oh, and Bob uses more toilet paper than most girls I know.

-Cornally

Saturday, 08 January, 2005  

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