Sarcomical: Things that Happened While We Were in Line to Vote:

November 04, 2008

Things that Happened While We Were in Line to Vote:

The Husband and I managed to both pull our phones out to text/look online/email at the same time over and over, successfully looking like a couple of tools.
The Husband struck up a micro-conversation with gentleman in front of us holding a tiny child. The Husband commented re: the child that "she looks like she might not last a really long time here, huh?" I bit my lip, as the child was obviously a boy (blue onesie, rumpled hair, blue pacifier) and gave The Husband the Wide-Eyes associated with "are you SERIOUS?!?" inner dialogue. The dad politely joined in micro-conversation, stealthily dropping in a few "how you doing, Sailor?"'s and "hey, buddy"'s while referring to the obviously male child. Said gentleman then abruptly commented: "I guess we'll find out today if the media is right, huh? ...Of course they seem to be pretty biased, anyway." We forced polite smiles with fake laughs.
The woman behind us chatted up election official standing near us in line, asking what types of issues were on the ballot. Apparently she did not care to research this beforehand. We, however, did. And we filled out a sample ballot online last night to print and bring with us to make it easy to remember who/what we were voting for in each question. She asked to see The Husband's printout so she could find out what to expect to vote on. We thought we saw a silent balk when she saw question #1 with Obama as the selection.
I found myself looking at people's clothes, mannerisms, and even some unfortunate hairstyle choices, trying to guess by appearance only who their Presidential choice may be. Not sure how accurate this method is. I don't really recommend it for the folks at CNN.
We watched it take more time for an election volunteer to explain using the "I Voted" sticker to get a free coffee from Starbucks than for her to explain the voting booth process to each voter as they approached.
I Twittered from the line. And had a paranoid feeling people behind me were reading my phone screen.
I looked down and noticed how truly horrific my mangled cuticles looked and promptly began hiding them under crossed arms and inside the Vanity Fair issue I brought to help pass the time. And also made a firm decision to spend the next week in moisturizing gloves.
I voted for Barack Obama. Who just happens to have been named our next President this evening. And I am ecstatic to see how the world and the future responds.

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The Husband and I managed to both pull our phones out to text/look online/email at the same time over and over, successfully looking like a couple of tools.
The Husband struck up a micro-conversation with gentleman in front of us holding a tiny child. The Husband commented re: the child that "she looks like she might not last a really long time here, huh?" I bit my lip, as the child was obviously a boy (blue onesie, rumpled hair, blue pacifier) and gave The Husband the Wide-Eyes associated with "are you SERIOUS?!?" inner dialogue. The dad politely joined in micro-conversation, stealthily dropping in a few "how you doing, Sailor?"'s and "hey, buddy"'s while referring to the obviously male child. Said gentleman then abruptly commented: "I guess we'll find out today if the media is right, huh? ...Of course they seem to be pretty biased, anyway." We forced polite smiles with fake laughs.
The woman behind us chatted up election official standing near us in line, asking what types of issues were on the ballot. Apparently she did not care to research this beforehand. We, however, did. And we filled out a sample ballot online last night to print and bring with us to make it easy to remember who/what we were voting for in each question. She asked to see The Husband's printout so she could find out what to expect to vote on. We thought we saw a silent balk when she saw question #1 with Obama as the selection.
I found myself looking at people's clothes, mannerisms, and even some unfortunate hairstyle choices, trying to guess by appearance only who their Presidential choice may be. Not sure how accurate this method is. I don't really recommend it for the folks at CNN.
We watched it take more time for an election volunteer to explain using the "I Voted" sticker to get a free coffee from Starbucks than for her to explain the voting booth process to each voter as they approached.
I Twittered from the line. And had a paranoid feeling people behind me were reading my phone screen.
I looked down and noticed how truly horrific my mangled cuticles looked and promptly began hiding them under crossed arms and inside the Vanity Fair issue I brought to help pass the time. And also made a firm decision to spend the next week in moisturizing gloves.
I voted for Barack Obama. Who just happens to have been named our next President this evening. And I am ecstatic to see how the world and the future responds.