A quick story from my recent jury service...
After we--13 complete and anonymous strangers--were selected from a subsample set of 30 candidates, we sat around a rectangular office table in the jury deliberation room is complete silence. Each of us wondering, "What's next?"
The only thing that could be heard was the light tapping of thumbs on mobile touchscreens and, occasionally, the heavy, deep sigh of exasperation.
The quietness stifling, I broke the ice:
A grasshopper walks into a bar.
The bartender says, "Hey, we've a drink named after you here."
The grasshopper replies, "You've got a drink named Steve?!"
And three days later, my peers elected me Presiding Juror.