So long Cynthia McKinney abd thanks for all the drama
Tuesday was the run-off elections. Like any good citizen I voted. It was the worst voting experience. I was coming from a dentist appointment, which was an hour long for them to take molds of my mouth. The voting place in my district is in the elementary school on my way home. Nobody told me it is also a construction war zone. Essentially they removed half of the street the school is on. Apparently the time I chose to vote was the workers lunch break. Which meant they blocked the street with their machinery and I couldn't park in the gym lot where they voting was taking place. Unfortunately I didn't realize this until the car in front of me turned around in a driveway and I had to back all way down the street between the hole that was the right side of the street and the curb. I suck at backing up. The whole thing was terrifying. Finally the road widen enough for the dude to pass me and I got myself all turned around and had to park in the first lot. There weren't any spaces left, so I just pulled over into some open pavement hoping that the time I got back I wouldn't find a ticket nestled in my windshield. I got to the gym, filled out my card and handed it in. The guy proceeded to claim I had voted absentee already. The state had apparently sent an absentee ballot to my apartment in VA because I voted absentee in the primary. I tried to explain that I had requested absentee for the primary and I got back this weekend, so I came to vote in the flesh. So then the manager got involved and she made a phone call to voting HQ, while reassuring me multiple times that "they want everyone to vote". They claimed that I had voted in the flesh on August third at the courthouse. When in reality that was my dad, who voted early before he went out of town. I the confusion is understandable, we have the same last name, address, and our birthday's are a day apart. If you exclude a few details like: we are over thirty years apart, he's a man, and my name isn't Wayne Daniel, then we're practically the same person. So the the manager, still on the phone with HQ went back over to the first guy, where they had a hushed conference. Finally after half an hour or so, I was approved to vote. All that to push five buttons. and when I went to leave it was raining and I my car was parked all the way at the end of the school. I think I deserve some kind of recognition of my devotion to my citizenship duties.