If you haven’t already voted in the mid-term election, there’s still time to cast your ballot! But read this first. I read it on the train ride home and was appropriately fired up when I reached my polling station.
The fire fizzled a little when I approached my voting table and saw the same inept elderly polling lady that’s always there. The one with the heavy Brooklyn accent, raspy voice and deep crevasses lining her face from decades of smoking. She’s been there every single election since I’ve lived in Park Slope and somehow she manages to be incompetent year after year. During the 2004 presidential election, I was so keyed-up to begin with, that I almost had a nervous breakdown when I had to argue with her that my first name was not Marie.
Today, I just had to convince her that Mandi was my first name, not my last:
Polling lady to other polling lady: “She doesn’t belong heah. She’s not on the list.”
Me: “Um, try searching by my last name.”
I could see how she might get confused. There are just loads of people running around with the surname of Mandi. Yikes.
But that only served to fan the flames and I cast my ballot with absolute glee.
After you vote, be sure to watch the results as they come in here or here.
Seriously. Where do they get those people???