Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Anatomy of a Mistrial Meets Sam Walton

At a place near the county courthouse, two guys and a woman talking over dinner:

Woman: When I had my first office at the courthouse, I had to leave my office whenever the jury was deliberating because I could hear everything. I went and asked about it and I was like, you mean I am the first person to say something about this?? They could have soundproofed the jury room a little better or something . . . .

Later in the same conversation, apparently a new topic:

Man: Yeah, if you really want to see some toothless welfare-suckers, go to Wal-Mart.

Overheard by J.

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