Voting was an ordeal because of my new address. When I moved, I alerted the Post Office online and they offered the option to transfer my voter registration at the same time. So I did, and I later received a postcard confirming the registration and giving my polling place address. I went there today and there was a sign up saying that they were no longer a polling place and giving a phone number.
I don't have a cell phone, so I went home to make the call. I was given a new polling address. I went there, but I wasn't registered there. When I showed them the postcard confirming my registration, everyone got confused. Phone calls were made and I was finally allowed to vote.
When I complained about the confusion, one of the poll workers said, "Maybe it's you." I said, "Right, I mailed myself the postcard." Then came the hate stare.
April Fools' Day. How appropriate.
ReplyDeleteIf you don't vote, you can't bitch.
ReplyDeleteVoting was an ordeal because of my new address. When I moved, I alerted the Post Office online and they offered the option to transfer my voter registration at the same time. So I did, and I later received a postcard confirming the registration and giving my polling place address. I went there today and there was a sign up saying that they were no longer a polling place and giving a phone number.
ReplyDeleteI don't have a cell phone, so I went home to make the call. I was given a new polling address. I went there, but I wasn't registered there. When I showed them the postcard confirming my registration, everyone got confused. Phone calls were made and I was finally allowed to vote.
When I complained about the confusion, one of the poll workers said, "Maybe it's you." I said, "Right, I mailed myself the postcard." Then came the hate stare.
I voted. I was number 58 at 1:00 p.m. Nobody votes, It's the "Town without pity" filled with Transients.
ReplyDeleteNobody votes here, either.
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