The next morning, I had a phone interview with a school. BEST interview of my life-while we interviewed I had several files open on my computer to help me out with questions, and I was cuddled up in bed in warm pajamas. I was kind of half asleep from being up all night though, so I did not do as well...I just enjoyed being able to lay in bed instead of stressing about what to wear and driving to the school.
Interestingly enough, I had to hop out of bed after the interview to be at court at 1:30. You see a few weeks ago the Sheriff's Department called my house, and said I had been subpoenaed to appear as a witness in court for a theft/robbery for someone I did not know. He would not give me any information about the case. I just assumed it was for a robbery I witnessed at a grocery store in like January, and I was confused as to why it would just not be going to court. So I went to court under the impression that this is what I was witnessing for.
My cousin came with me because honestly she had nothing better to do, and we thought there might be some interesting characters at the courthouse. Is it a little ridiculous you have to pay to park at court? I mean really, I was subpoenaed, so it's not like I couldn't go...why should I have to pay to park?
Here is my awesome park job...and yes I fixed it. In my defense, I was trying to look at the spot number while I parked so I would know how to pay for my spot.
So my little cousin and I both set off the metal detectors. My high heels and her diamond ring. The guy told us only real diamond rings set off metal detectors. So ladies if you want to know if your ring is real, take it through a metal detector!
We went to our courtroom, and we were SURROUNDED by interesting people. Some people looked like they had just come from the club or rolled out of bed. Saw a few people from high school, of course.
When we went inside, I got confused about where I needed to go because I did not hear my name called. When I tried to ask when everyone was moving around, I got yelled at by the bailiff to sit down in the front row...where all of the "accused" were sitting. A nice young lawyer finally explained that I needed to wait until the person I was there for was called, then someone would call me to testify. So I went and sat back down.
Later on, I got called up to be answered some questions by the prosecutor (I think?). He asked me for my license plate number. I was confused, but I told him and then he looked confused. Then he said, "Do you know why you are here?" And I said no, that no would tell me and I did not know this person. He laughed, really hard because I looked so confused. Then he asked for my old license plate number, and I said it was stolen but that it was ZVH-2046...then he said this: "We caught that guy driving around with your plate. He used it to rob an ABC Store in Gastonia" OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Not what I thought at all!
See this post: http://littlemisshollydolly.blogspot.com/2011/04/license-plate-blues.html
I was laughing when I went back to my seat because I could not believe that is why I was there. I was told that they would never catch that person because the only way he would get caught was if he had my plates on and a cop ran the plate and knew it was stolen. He basically put it on his get a way car (a car identical to mine) so when the guy called the tag of the car after the robbery, they could not identify the robber. Luckily a cop got him that night!
I ended up staying longer than I was supposed to-I thought I had to go up and be sworn in, but it turns out the person just needed me to verify the incident and who I was. Crazy!
