Since the voting poll is a minute's walk from my place, i got there right when it opened at 6:30. I was already in a line of 8 people. The four people who were working there had a combined age of over at least 300 years. The one who looked the youngest (that means he'll probably die in 3 - 5 years, not 1 - 3 years like the other three workers) and was probably the most competent was working the electronic machine where you insert your completed ballot. i felt this was a smart move on their part. the other three people each had one task. The first person would ask your name and find it in a list. the second person would write down your name and address and what form you got. the third guy gave you the form.
Here's an excerpt from the happenings with the lady who was in front of me.
Worker 1: "What's your name"
Lady: (states name)
Worker 1: "Democrat or Republican"
Lady: "Democrat."
Worker 1: (to Worker 3): "Democrat."
Worker 1 then proceeds to take 2 minutes to find her name in a book that lists everyone's name.... alphabetically.
Worker 1: "Ok, please get your form"
then i step up, and give him my ID and he starts to look for my name. then the lady turns around.
Lady: "Aren't i supposed to sign my name somewhere?"
Worker 1: "Oh yeah."
since he had already lost her page since he was now looking me up, it took him a minute to find her page again. seriously, a minute.
She signs her name and then goes to grab her form, but it's the wrong form.
Lady: "I'm a Democrat."
Worker 3: (to worker 1) "I thought you said republican?"
Worker 1: "No, i said Democrat."
Worker 2: "but i already wrote her form number down. now i'm going to have to cross it out!"
Worker 1: "just cross it out!"
Worker 2: "ok, i'll just cross it out."
this is about the time i reached my boiling point and wanted to turn around and leave. 20 minutes had already passed by since i got there.
I finally got my form (actually i got two of them, when i went to start filling it in, i noticed that both forms were the same and returned one to the guy who was now so confused as to how i got two forms. maybe it was because he GAVE me two forms....)
it then took me less than a minute to vote, and then i left.
the end.
ugh.
at least i picked the winner!
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LOL (seriously -- but very softly out loud since i'm in my office right now). once again this year, the primary school that i vote in ~1 a year did not have any signs up to direct voters, so i was once again wandering around surrounded by little children. it felt very inappropriate. this is what i have to go through every year in order to cast my vote. and i picked a loser but then also helped a whole bunch of losers WIN! i voted for a tax levy for the old and retarded -- and they won!
My mom used to make fun of the poll workers in our city. "Looks like we'll have to scratch another one out!". And they could never figure out how to spell her name (O'Neill) and they always thought she was our neighbor across the street (O'Neil) although that lady was about 80 years old at the time.
Mike and I got to use our polling place for the first time and it's fabulous. It's a huge church with excellent signage and soooo many poll workers, and they were mainly under 60 years old. I was impressed. I voted for the loser too, but I also voted for the retards. Mike claims he voted against the retards and I told him he's going to hell.
:) i like to try to examine society by the results of such a tax levy. unfortunately there were too many variables involved to draw any clear results -- namely, the issue concerned both retards and the old. one could say people voted for the issue since they will one day be old and need taking care of. so it's hard to tell if people were voting for that reason, or because they felt guilty withholding money from retards.
When are you guys going to wise up to the fact that your vote doesn't make a difference? And if you're worried about Diddy coming to your house and killing you, don't. I didn't vote and I'm still here.
it's funny you mention this, because i almost included in my last comment how it was nice to vote this time knowing that my vote did count, since in a democratic primary, the delegates are split among the candidates proportional to the percentage of vote he or she received!
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