I went to vote today. There was only one thing on the ballot that interested me, but I ended up actually pushing two buttons that selected something. The other fifteen button presses were to get to the final "VOTE" button. It wasn't easy considering how much my hands were shaking from all the toot I'd done the night before. I fell into the voting machine slightly at one point, but neither I nor it went all the way down to the floor, which would have caused a scene.
I get to the polling location precisely at 10AM, which was opening time. The only people there were the ones holding signs trying to influence your vote at the last minute and trying to shove campaign fliers in your hand. They make me nervous, so I try to run the gauntlet quickly while not trying to appear overly rude, though many of them were. The only person in the gauntlet who seemed to have views mirroring mine was busy shoving a doughnut into her mouth, so I couldn't get her attention to let her know she was not enemy. She had a homemade sign in one hand and the doughnut in the other.
I get inside and the volunteer poll worker was a woman probably in her fifties. She was kindly and had an appearance that reminded me of Laura Bush on the day when Obama was taking office. I thought Laura looked rather hot standing beside Michelle that day, and so did the poll worker in front of me. She and I joked about a few political things, I resisted the urge to feel her breasts, then she escorted me to the voting computer.
I punched my two selection buttons on the machine (plus the fifteen button presses that make the vote "take") then headed out the door. I tried, once again, to get the attention of the woman outside who seemed to have views mirroring my own, but she was still busy eating doughnuts.
I drive away and try for the last time to get the attention of the doughnut-eating woman, but she was now sitting down on the wet grass eating the entire box of doughnuts. Her political views mirror mine, I think.