You feel the collective soul of the room depart for the beach. The lawyers speak a language of objections and stipulations. Voir dire begins. The questions are gentle scalpels: Can you be fair? Do you believe in physics? Have you ever slipped? Have you ever fallen? Have you ever looked at a wet floor sign and thought, that’s a challenge ?
This is the weird magic of California jury service. You are 12 strangers trapped in a room, handed the impossible task of turning chaos into order. You will argue about duty of care. You will parse the difference between “negligence” and “just an accident.” You will be hungry, bored, and briefly, absurdly noble. california jury service
“This is a civil matter regarding a slip and fall at a Bakersfield Costco.” You feel the collective soul of the room