OK, so this is how the day goes. 

7:45a Summons was scheduled for 7:45 and that’s when I arrive.  I wait in line for 1 hour before I even get in to sit. 

8:45a Explanations of how the day is going to go, and procedures therein.  After a good :15 mins of talk, she CALLS A BREAK!  Not even a smoke break, just bathroom and grab some chips.  ::rollseyes:

9:15a The first names are called.  I sleep.

10:00a My name is called up to court 402.  "Wait outside until invited in."

11:15a Still outside the courtroom.  Finally told the case was settled and to go back down and wait, possible for another courtroom.  :sigh:

11:19a Get back into the gathering room, and see the "My Best Friend’s Wedding" is the movie they chose to play.  God help me, as if not irritated enough.

12:30a Dismissed.

Here is the thing.  You would THINK due to people hating being there as it is, they would make it a bit more comfortable.  ie, no ceiling drips and wet chairs, more than one metal detector to get in so I’m not in line a damn hour plus just to get in the place, maybe even a cafeteria and not a "store with chips."  Hell even some tables for people to play chess or cards or something to pass time.  Then again it is Detroit who is reigned supreme by your boy Quame Kilpatrick.  Maybe he should look at updating some of the public facilities and not banging and killing hookers.