I voted!
I headed out of my door at 6:32 a.m. and headed to my local polling station. When I got there at 6:35, this line was already formed out of the door.
Yes, the polling station was an organizational disaster and the scanner machines broke, but I got to vote. I now need to trust that my ballots make it to the right place and get counted.
The funniest part was the some of the early voters stole the black pens that were attached to the voting stations. I guess that is what happens when you vote in an urban neighborhood.
1 comment:
Uh... the last sentence. Wow?
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