|09:48 am - Kiss me, I voted!|
Even though Massachusetts doesn't give us those happy stickers we used to get when I was first voted in Ohio, I still walk out of the polling places feeling that way. (Okay, maybe they weren't "Kiss Me, I voted" but rather just "I voted!" with a cute graphic, but still) I'm completely disenfranchise by the process, I hate the majority of candidates remaining, and it's a nasty, rainy day, but I voted.
Hoppie and I vote together (as has previously mentioned). They look us up in the rolls and ask Hoppie what ballot he wants and he says "Republican." The woman who didn't look us up asks me what ballot I want. With a dazzling smile I say, "I'm a registered democrat. I don't get a choice."
"So you two just vote to cancel each other out?"
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Meatloaf "I would do anything for love (But I won't do that)"
|Date:||February 6th, 2008 12:22 am (UTC)|| |
Groton gives stickers but it never involves kissing. I've learned that Shirley does not give stickers, but they were ecstatic when innermonkey and I got there because we are the only 2 people registered to vote on our street. The little old poll tending ladies who check us in and check us out had marked our page down so they wouldn't be shuffling through the whole packet looking for our dinky little street. It was really small town and quite funny.