I got called up to do Jury Service around four years ago, didn't even get through my mid twenties before getting picked. My mum found it hilarious because at just over 50 years old she had never been picked to do it and she never wanted to be picked, two years later she had the letter - gutted. Nobody else I know has ever been chosen.
I was dreading it beforehand, but in the end the worst part about the whole thing was that unless I wanted to park the other end of the city to get the parking charges reimbursed I had to pay £6 a day to park closer to the court house which is ultimately no big deal. On the Monday I sat in the waiting area waiting to see if I was going to be picked for a case, by lunch time me and quite a few others were dismissed and were told to come back the next day. Tuesday we had a much shorter wait before getting selected for a case which ended up being ridiculously straight forward, but a few people wanted more time to consider even though there was clear video evidence which you could have made a decision with in about five minutes. At the end of Tuesday there was still no verdict from the remaining undecided, but we got the Wednesday off. For some reason spent another whole day there on the Thursday and then we were all finally in agreement on the Friday morning - home by 1PM after the verdict was given.
The guy we found guilty was a complete clown, early twenties and he had over 50 offenses (mostly theft related) to his name already and went back to prison for the third time. There weren't enough cases on at the time to keep me there for a second week so I was back at work after the weekend. To be honest I think I'd preferred Jury Service to my job at the time, but it wasn't a difficult/grim case like some people get so a different case may have changed by stance on that. Funnily enough my auntie worked at the court at the time (not in the actual court room - admin), but she obviously wasn't allowed to give me insider information in to what cases I could be up for.