76Cal was normally a high-energy morning person. When Phil barely got a grunt out of him in the break room that morning, he knew something was up. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked.

“I got called for jury duty,” Cal said. “I went to HR, and they said that the company policy is to ‘promote civic responsibility’ whenever possible. I don’t think I can come up with an excuse.”

“Yeah, I got a notice last year about that.”

“How’d you get out of it?” Call asked.

“Get out of it? Hell, I jumped in with both feet!”

“Come again?”

“I was stoked when I got it. I loved it! Being a part of the system. Hey, the jury is a crucial part of the American justice system. Imagine what our courts would be like if it were only made up of people who weren’t creative enough to get out of jury duty. It would be a jury of your dullest peers.”

“I don’t believe I’ve ever heard someone be so excited about it,” Cal said.

“What’s not to be excited about? Holding someone’s fate in your hands? It’s a rush! When else in your life are you going to have that much power over a perfect stranger?”

“Seriously? You sound a little power drunk.”

“My biggest regret is that the case I was on — it was an embezzlement case — got plead out before we got to render a verdict.”

“What would you have….”

“Oh, she was guilty as hell!”