Court post, couldn't resist the reference. So as I just said this is about my day (well few hours) in court. I said I would do this Friday and to the podcast today but I think it makes more sense to go this way. The podcast IS recorded though, so expect it Friday. I recorded while cooking my dinner.
Anyway, back to the topic at hand. I was woken up today pretty early by my dad, and we set out kind of early too. Though it turned out to be a good thing we did. My dad followed the map instead of the street signs (don't recommend that btw) so it took us a little bit longer to get to the court than I would have liked. Though even then we were very early. They told me to arrive about fifty minutes before the trial actually started. I was due in at half one, and the trial didn't start until twenty past two. As such I had a fair amount of time to kill in the witness waiting room. My solicitor was kinda cute though. Charming voice too, that guy seriously put me at ease. If I was to be a lawyer (not likely) I imagine he's the kind of guy I'd want to be.
So anyway, I watch some news, read some very old magazines, and eventually I get lead into the courtroom. Turns out my guy forgot that we were in juvenile court and so I had to ask permission for my dad to be there. Despite the fact that the other guy had both his parents with him. Still the magistrates were nice and said he could sit there, which was kinda a relief.
After briefly swearing on the bible, that I would tell the truth not actual cursing, the thing started. By the way did you know these days that you don't have to swear on the bible? You can take something called an affirmation. I didn't realise this, and you can correct me if I'm wrong but I think in America you still have to swear on the bible. I had no problem swearing to God though. I've sworn at the guy, might as well swear to him.
We start off with me confirming my name, and then my solicitor, I'm just going to call him Guy because the defending solicitor was a girl, so she shall be Girl. So, Guy asks me some questions and I give him all the right answers (he said I was softly spoken, my heart melted) and I think it went well. I barely stumbled or stuttered or rambled. Though I was picking my nails and my feet were moving, so I know I was kinda nervous.
After that Girl gets up, and what I thought might happen, happened. She picked apart everything. She made me say that there was no way to know for sure if the second person who came into the house was definitely male. That there was a possibility that after he turned out the lights he left the house and the girl who was outside came in and stole the router. I know she's doing her job, but still, yeahhhh this guys nervous, let's make him admit he could be wrong.
I guess I don't really have an issue with what she did, like I said, it was her job, but I'd hate to see the guy get off just because I didn't know for sure it was a boy or a girl.
I left after I gave my evidence and I'm going to learn by post what happened with this. So for now all I can do is sit it out and wonder what happened. Oh well.
At least I went.