Late Night Call
Posted by: root <root@...>
Late one Friday night, I was awakened by the ringing of my phone.
In a sleepy grumpy voice I said, "Hello."
The party on the other end of the line paused for a moment before rushing
breathlessly into a lengthy speech:
"OK... Mom, this is Marcia and I'm sorry I woke you up, but I had to call
because I'm going to be a little late getting home. See, Daddy's car has
a flat but it's not my fault. Really! I don't know what happened. The
tire just went flat while John and I were inside the theater. Please
don't be mad, okay?"
Since I don't have any daughters, I knew the person had dialed a wrong
number.
"I'm sorry dear," I replied, "but you've reached the wrong number. I don't
have a daughter named Marcia."
"Come on, Mom," pleaded the young woman's voice, "I didn't think you'd be
this mad."
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Selecting The Jury
An important and very well publicized murder trial was soon to begin. In
preparation for the trial, the tiresome jury selection process took place,
each side hotly contesting and dismissing potential jurors.
One prospective juror, Dan O'Keefe, was called for his question session.
He was asked, "Property holder?"
Dan replied, "Yes, I am, Your Honor."
Then he was asked, "Married or single?"
Dan responded, "Married for twenty years, Your Honor."
Then the judge asked, "Formed or expressed an opinion?"
Dan stated with certainty, "Not in twenty years, Your Honor."