My Name is … JUROR # 10 Part 2

Continuing from yesterday’s post…

What I thought about this experience:

I enjoyed it. It was definitely an experience.

Sidebars are used to approach the judge in a semi-private fashion where only the prosecutor, the defense attorney, the judge, and court reporter are the audience.

The council makes up the defense party and the prosecuting party.

Raise your hand if you need to use the bathroom, its ok.

Possible objections: hearsay, vague, relevance, leading, argumentative, offer of proof..

Rulings: sustained, overruled, stricken.

 

A few funnies in the court room:

There were three instances where I remember laughing wanting to laugh.

#1. The defense witness was being cross-examined by his defense attorney…the witness turns to the judge turns back to the attorney…leans into the mic… bathroom break. I’ll be right back.

#2.  Another defense witness… (honestly, i wanted to laugh the whole time he was up there. This guy was a complete joke.) Anyway, the District Attorney was asking very simple questions and the defense witness could not give a straight-forward answer. For example, Question:  is said defendant a lieutenant? Answer: No, he’s actually an Animal Control Officer 2, just like me but he acts like a lieutenant. They didn’t give him the exact title because there isn’t enough funds to pay him on a lieutenant salary. Melanie: I want to LAUGH out LOUD!

#3 Closing arguments . . . the District Attorney was able to give his closing arguments first. Then the Defense Attorney provided his. The District Attorney then gave his final push to the jury. Among that final push…he brought out a picture of a red herring. He called many of the Defense Attorney’s “reasons/excuses” red herrings. Somehow, I saw that coming…and was thoroughly amused that I was right. I was also entertained that he even provided a picture…of a red herring. I think I chuckled…aloud. Maybe even smiled at the District Attorney…oh how I would miss him.

If any of you want to know what my case is about let me know. I can divulge although I have some type of fear that the DA might google about this specific case he was on so I don’t want to provide any names and specifics. I may have a password protected post about it instead. 🙂

My Name is … JUROR # 10 Part 1

Here is the post you have all been waiting for. My jury duty post! Of course, I say it tongue in cheek like… no one is really waiting for me to post, let alone post about jury duty. No one notices I haven’t posted about jury duty, either. I’m glad I straightened all that out for myself so you didn’t have to do it in the comment section below 😉

 

Jury Duty.

What I liked:

My days start at 10:30 am.

Typical lunch time: 11:30 am – 1:30 pm. The court itself is closed from noon to 1:30.

My days end no later than 4:30, sometimes earlier.

The District Attorney was the prosecutor, I got to see his pretty face every day. If I believed in love at first sight..that was it. Such intellect, beauty, and personality.

I went home for lunch.

Some days I even took a nap.

It was nice.

What I disliked:

The court room was always cold.

I didn’t have a name.

I was referred to as my juror number according to the seat I had.

I was unable to talk to anyone about the case.

I was unable to talk to my beloved readers about what went on inside the courtroom or my head about the case, for that matter.

Mostly, I was unable to talk to the District Attorney. Oh how I loved admired him. (You do realize I am kidding right? Melanie would totally never ever fall in love with someone by the sight of them. It goes against everything Melanie.)

After lunch, I always found myself a little drowsy.

Cross examinations were full of objections and sidebars prolonging the case from 3-4 days to a whole week.

The jury deliberation room was freezing as well, fyi.

Tomorrow I will post about my experience-what I learned and a few funnies 🙂

 

Stay tuned!

Are you looking for me?!

The search terms used to find me have been quite bizarre lately. Allow me to share the few laughs I’ve had…or utter confusion…

#1. smiling happy family at home with car free photos for websites

What does that mean?!

#2. happy 50th messages to father

Get your own ideas!You never know if your own Father will look up the speech you read him 🙂

#3. please reply on my text

I suppose you were emailing someone to ask them to reply to your text? Maybe?

#4. “the form was as followeth”

I’m confused…what does that exactly mean?

#5. she is my mom

actually, she could be MY mom

#6. picture drunk lady at bar

First of all, I would not be at the bar

Second of all, why in the world do you want to see a picture of a drunk lady at a bar…

I would think that is a very unflattering and unattractive picture… my personal opinion though

#7. nephew flirting his aunt stories

uhm that sounds awkward

#8. how do i remove my internet picture crystal torres

were you submitting a question and signed your name or were you wishing to remove a picture of crystal torres?

#9. rainboots site:wordpress.com

Did you find what you were looking for?

# 10. kiley tchang

Were you looking for someone by that name? I have no idea who that is… or what that is…

In the spirit of Thanksgiving . . .

Thanksgiving this year is different. We’re home without the many family members that usually comprise our family holiday gatherings (family gatherings in general).

Come to think of it…it shouldn’t be that weird for me not to be surrounded by family members during my college years. Every year at college it was a different state and surrounded by different people. It was still the same… I spent it with people who loved one another, cared for each other, and had unimaginable blessings.

My blessings this year? It’s been a hard year but I learned things about myself that I would have never learned had it not been a hard year. I learned things about others as I went through this hard time as well. I learned things about my God because of my hard times.

I’m thankful for my family. No matter what happens and no matter what the outcome of my life I will always have them and they will always love me.

I’m thankful for my friends-here, nationally, and abroad. We’ve been through many different life phases and each one has taught me more about life and encouraged me spiritually.

I’m thankful for a church I have the opportunity and privilege to serve at. The 4-5 year olds I teach and the 2-3 years old I watch. I thoroughly enjoy playing the piano for RU Friday nights.

I’m thankful for the RU ministry. It’s been a place I can come to and be surrounded by people who are striving to run the race as I am with as few distractions and weights as possible.

I’m thankful for God’s mercy, faithfulness, and longsuffering. If not for those 3 characteristics I would not be where I am today spiritually, physically,  mentally, or emotionally.

It’s an uphill battle but shame on me if I ever thought anything worth gaining was easy.

Dear Girl Who Fell Asleep At Starbucks

Dear Girl Who Fell Asleep at Starbucks,

I’m sorry I kept looking over at you. You probably didn’t notice though. Your head was back, eyes closed, and mouth open. I promise I probably would not have stared as much if your phone wasn’t ringing so loudly or so consistent and persistent. It was hard not to keep checking up on you. It was quite amusing to tell you the truth.

Honestly, I was quite envious of you. I wish the world could be so dead to me when I sleep. As long as I’m on my honest confessions streak…I may have texted others about you. Several of them were telling me to wake you up but I don’t think you would have appreciated that. I even had a friend tell me I should blog about you…too bad I couldn’t ask for your permission to do so, I hope you don’t mind. It’s actually a good thing I wasn’t brave enough to ask for your permission. I was also advised to take a picture of you asleep, head back, and mouth open but again not brave enough.

I hope you had a pleasant nap. You seemed kind of disoriented and grumpy when you awoke. I suppose I would be to if I awoke and coincidentally dropped all my stuff.

Maybe I’ll see you at Starbucks tomorrow afternoon,

Starbucks Amused Patron

Back from the dead, kind of.

I know. I know.

I disappeared. As of today, Jury Duty is over and a post will be written about that sometime tomorrow since I report back to work tomorrow and will be there til 3 pm instead of half-day like last year. (Hear my annoyance?)

Anyway! Keeping in theme with boys, guys, etc.

Yesterday I went to Starbucks to study. It was around 5pm.

I placed my books at an available table then ordered my hot tea.

I came back to my table-drink and butter croissant in hand. This guy at a table in front of me commented on my books.

Guy: Oh fun the CPA exam

Me: oh yes did you take the exam?

Blah blah.. we’re talking about the exam.

Unfortunately, about 5 minutes into the conversation someone catches my eye…

Guys have caught my eye every now and then. I never really expect anything substantial than just the feeling that I still look pretty good. Conceited? Maybe anyway!

Random guy who caught my eye joins tail-end of conversation.

RGWCME: oh studying… I’m so glad I don’t have to do that anymore..

Me: oh yeah I graduated last year but have to study for this exam…

RGWCME: Oh you studying for your Masters…?

Me: No I’m taking a break from school right now I’m not sure when I’ll head for that yet…

RGWCME: By the way I’m “Random guy who caught your eye and you apparently caught mine too”

Me: Melanie..

RGWCME: it was nice meeting you….see you around.

End of story.

Random I know, lol.

Considering I haven’t been in the game as people lovingly refer to it as…. I don’t quite know what to do or how to respond.

THOUGHTS:

#1. I HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS

#2. Since blog is unavailable I’ll tweet

#3. After tweeting… must text others.

So… a few responses:

Cousin #1: Was he cute? did you get his number? did you give your number?

Cousin #2: Dude… ROFL where was this at?

Friend #1: Boys are so goofy.

Friend #2: What in the world? Where at?

No, I didn’t get his number. Yes, I’m planning to return to the same Starbucks approximately at the same time. Actually, a little bit earlier.

Until later tonight or tomorrow, we shall see.

Travel Jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and Mothers… Part 2

So to continue from yesterday’s post… Read here if you missed it

We continued talking and I was feeling really awkward because I didn’t know what else to talk about. I saw my friend across the aisle and was going to ask her a really quick question. It didn’t turn out to be really quick maybe it wasn’t quick enough for him… he meandered back to his Aunt.

I kept talking to my friend. Yes, I felt bad but he walked away meaning he too was looking for a way to end our awkward conversation. My friend and I made our way outside…passed right by my Tita and him without giving him a second glance… I could totally feel eyes on me. (hey buddy you walked away!)

So, I would meet my friend and our mutual friend’s house in 5-10 minutes. “I’d head over there as soon as I say bye to my Tita… ”

I walked up to my Tita …I overheard something about dinner. So of course me being Filipino I asked “Dinner?! WHERE?!”

Tita: Carl’s JR

Me: WHAT?! Carl’s JR!!!

Tita: You want to come?

Me: Oh no I’m going to J & M’s

Tita: Oh what are you going to do there?

Me: Dinner and games…

Tita: Oh who? College and career age?

Me: Yeah..

Tita:  (Nods her head towards her nephew) Can he go with you?

I KNEW IT! UGH!

Me: Yeah.. he can come.. does he want to?

Tita: He’s not college age but he’s career age like you.. yeah take him.

Me: Uhm, ok…

We’re there without incident.. I suppose without incident. Coincidentally, the couch were the only seats open. So, Me, girl, him, and other boy squeeze on the couch. Ok it was him, me girl, then other boy. Quite a tight squeeze. Girl was trying to get me to scoot over and she very well knew that I would most definitely not!

So I took him back to Tita’s house around 830ish.

Just my luck.. they weren’t home yet from Carl’s JR. They were 5 minutes away.

So, we’re waiting outside of my car for them.

Him: How many boyfriends have you had…?……. 20?

(ME: UGH!!! REALLY?!)

Me: Oh no…I had one. …. we were together for 2 years.

Him: Oh what happened?

Me: Oh I don’t know…life?

Him: Was he Filipino?

(ME: AHAHAHAHAA YES! SCORE!!!)

Me: No… he was black…

I totally wanted to look at his expression but I was a good girl and refrained because I probably would’ve reveled in my joy in throwing him off ..

SAVED BY THE CAR LIGHTS! They were here.

Him: Thank you for the ride.

:: Extends hand for handshake ::

I accept his handshake.. oh darn what is this kid doing?

He leans in and does a one-arm hug with a cheek to cheek kiss.

::Oh you are so dead. I am so glad Tita didn’t see that. I wouldn’t be able to live this down!!!! ::

Tita: Mel.. are you going to come inside or are you leaving now?

::Hesitation…::

Tita: Come inside!

:: Darn it Mel! Where’s your quick wit?!

So, I come inside luckily I no longer have to entertain him so I stay at their house for about 30-45minutes chilling with the kids and playing the piano.

Coincidentally they have to take him to another house that night instead of tomorrow morning. I’m in the living room sitting on the couch with girl kid. He peeks his head in and says “Bye…” I look up…”Oh bye! Nice meeting you!”

Tita comes in right after him… did you all say bye and give him a hug?!

:: Not looking at Tita…letting kids answer… OH OH NO I’m not falling for that one! ::

I get home later that night my sister tells me when she got home my mom asked where I was…

Sister: Oh she’s dropping off Tita’s nephew…

Mom: Oh does mel like him?!

Sister: MOM! No, can she not be friendly to him?! He doesn’t know anyone!

Dad in Tagalog: That’s why they get frustrated with you because you say things like that…

 

Can I just say I LOVE MY DAD apparently HE’S the only one thinking straight in this situation. What am I?! THIRTY YEARS OLD THAT YOU NEED TO MARRY ME OFF ALREADY?!


Travel jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and mothers… Part 1

Yes all in one night. It’s insane!

So my Tita (she’s basically my second mother; HER mom babysat me when I was just a baby-oh the stories she can tell) her nephew from the Philippines was at church on Sunday.

Mind you, we were invited to their house on Wednesday for dinner-her nephew coming to visit was brought up ever so slightly..now I wonder if that was on purpose.

I digress as always.

Sunday after church she grabs my hand and pulls me toward her…I want you to meet my nephew… “Oh sure!” (You know how I am Ms. Personality when need be, UGH) Chit-chat my Tita’s sister was there and I haven’t seen her in several months so I was able to focus my chit-chat on her! Evil I know but hey! I do what I have to do.

So, we talk for a little bit it’s more of I’m talking to my Tita in front of him to talk to him… if that makes sense. Anyway, nothing out of the ordinary about that conversation. My mom is ready to leave and good thing because I am HUNGRY! I quickly say goodbye and give my Titas a hug and a kiss and tell the nephew “Nice to meet you!” while running away to the car.

Later that night after evening service. The nephew meets my dad (they happen to be sitting behind us at church) and of course I’m just chilling with everyone. My dad, my tito, my tita, their daughter Dessa. So I include them in conversation asking where he went to visit in California and asking if they took him here or there…etc… All of a sudden I realize it’s just me and him talking with everyone else gone. What happened the RAPTURE?!

“Hm… What is this about?!”

So obviously single adults talk about their lives which happens to be work since we’re single and don’t have a family…

Me: So Tita said your company sent you to all these places for training…

Him: Yeah Costa Rica for four months, Boston for 2 weeks and California for a week.

Me: Must be nice. I’m totally jealous. I LOVE BOSTON.  What’s the training for?

Him: Processes, software, etc.

Me: Oh so you’re like a computer engineer?

Him: Yeah.

Me: I’m jealous that your job sends you everywhere for training. Must be nice. (Getting the jealous vibe?)

Him: Yeah so what do you do…?

Me: I work in the accounting department. (I don’t give my title because people automatically think BANK. WRONG! I’m a fresh graduate with no experience let alone with my CPA exam passed either!)

Him: You must be rich…

Me: Oh no no no… you’re the rich one. Your company pays for your traveling expenses–meals, accommodations, etc. If you add up those expenses they pay for with your salary you make WAY more money than me.

Around this time my mother is passing by…she looks at me with a HUGE smile… and then glances at him and looks back at me still smiling… Me: “Eh hi mama” While wondering how absurd my mother is acting…

As soon as she passes by my Tita catches my eye… same dorky smile my mother gave me … (my tita is 6 rows behind us talking with her friends…without a care in this world that her nephew has been talking to this stranger for the past n  minutes)

My thoughts: OH GREAT! They’re up to their matchmaking again!

Him: So have you been to the Philippines?

My thoughts: he just asked me a question… must answer and clear facial expression to not reflect my amusement or frustration at my tita and mom’s antics OR assumptions!

Me: Yeah.. 10 years ago…

Him: Hm…nice. What part?

Me: Illigan City.

Him: Oh ok that’s where my Alma Mater is…

He then proceeds to tell me the name of the school IIT or something like that.

Me: Oh ok.. don’t know about that.

Him: You should visit…

Me: I’m planning on it.

Him: Yeah.. maybe my company will send me for training again to California. In 10 years…

Me:…I think you’re making fun of me…

Him: Oh no… laugh laugh laugh.. yeah you should visit I can take you around Cebu City…

BEFORE you make fun of me for even inkling at the thought of saying Yes I will visit… but not really answering if I would visit him and allow him to take me around the Philippines… take a look at Cebu City…

 

Cebu Capitol Building

Waterfront Cebu City Hotel

The Terraces at Ayala Center Cebu

Cebu City

 

Now tell me who would say “No… I don’t think I’ll be visiting..”

 

to be continued tomorrow… 🙂

 

 

Welcome to my Randomness XXII

Is anyone else as tired as I am? I don’t know what it is but I’m exhausted.

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I’m planning a trip around the world. Of course after I finish my CPA exam.

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Talking about a motivating factor…

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The countries I want to visit so far: China, Thailand, Greece, Poland, SPAIN, Philippines…

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So far… that’s it. Of course, I wouldn’t be touring and exploring. I’m planning on teaching English. Lord willing if I’m able to do so.

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I’ve come across some pretty cool programs and organizations. I’m praying everything works out because I’m really looking forward to this around the world trip!

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Wednesday I was called for an interview. Unfortunately at a time I’m unavailable, the morning. I can’t interview in the morning because I’m expected to be at work. So I go to interviews on my lunch breaks.

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Long story short the HR Manager called me in the afternoon wondering about me in the morning. SHOCKER! You NEVER get called back after you missed a scheduled interview (only of course if they’re sales positions) Anyway! I was shocked to say the least and she wanted me to come in ASAP that day BEFORE 5pm. Good thing I was on my lunch break at that very moment (3pm).

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I told HR lady I’m not prepared! I’m not dressed!

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HR: Are you in business casual at least? Hurry up and look online at the job description!

TALK ABOUT HEART ATTACK!

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Well, as far as my interview intuition goes… I don’t think I’ll get a call-back. This was my 2nd interview… the Hiring manager said the dreaded words… Ok, well our HR department will be in contact with you.

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LADY HR disrupted my LUNCH HOUR to schedule an impromptu interview with you! Goodness! AND I wasted a perfectly beautiful paisley cotton printed card for you. UGH!

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Anyway, you live and you learn. I’m definitely getting my interview practice in.

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Saturday volleyball: I landed on my left ankle wrong. It was bruised and swollen. BUT I healed up quite nicely and only when I accidentally sit RIGHT on my ankle does it hurt. Not bad… I suppose.

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I’m going to talk to my parents about letting up a bit on chore list… Its kind of hard to study when you are constantly being interrupted by questions of who’s washing the dishes, who’s cleaning the kitchen counters/stove, who’s going to sweep the floor and mop, etc.

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Wish me luck! My other alternative is to pay my brother. My sister already said she doesn’t have time… surprisingly that shocks me that she’s actually turning down “free” money…

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I’m still contemplating how much I want to shell out for the bro…but maybe if every now and then I buy him dinner we can come to a nice agreement.

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This would be most helpful…

What’s the one thing you would pay for to get done and how much would you pay?

Please, for my sanity. II

Ok, I thought I covered all the bases with my first Please, for my sanity.

Apparently, not.

1. If you are chilling out on the freeway and not in any hurry: GET OFF THE FREEWAY!

2. If I text you and you text me back a reply…please wait til I text you back. Don’t text me again. I got your text message, I’m busy!

3. We’ve known each other for 10 years how do you not know I’m not a picky eater and something probably happened as to why I no longer eat potatoes, salmon, soy sauce, bread, cookies, etc.

4. You know the game red light, green light? Yeah, you played it when you were little… well, you know how when the moderator said “Green light” you ran towards him like crazy? “Red light” you screeched to a stop (literally sometimes falling over) and “Yellow light” you TRIED to walk slowly in a fast manner…? YEAH! Apply this to the ROAD!!!!

5. Actually, I’ll just send you a memo when I’m going to be driving around…so you can stay off the road.

Thank you,
Melanie