A true story about my fabulous, super-mom friend.
This is the type
of mom who does whatever it takes, for as long as it takes, to get whatever
needs to be done, done.
For the rest of us moms, congratulating ourselves that
we remembered the kid needed 300 pipe cleaners, in various colors, the night
before they were due, this is the mom that says, “New president of the PTA?”
“Done!” “Scenery for the community theater?” “Done!” “Organization for tri-state
scouting jamboree?” “Done!”
So one day she is
called to jury duty, the case being a scumbag with a long history of
scumbaggedness, had once again held up a convince store. Before things are officially started, the
judge asks if any of the jury would like to say anything.
Why yes, the
fabulous super-mom would like to share a thought. The thought presented was along the lines of;
the scumbag is clearly a scumbag and she, for one, is ready to save the tax
payers some time and money by streamlining the process of identifying who is,
in fact, a scumbag.
Turns out the
justice system doesn’t work that way and not only was she dismissed the rest of
the Jury was dismissed too.
However, I’m
thinking, forum of super-moms with political, judicial and social decisional
capacity, not a bad idea.
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