Get Out and Vote!
So, just after 7:00 this morning I was at my polling place--somebody's two-car garage. At 7:45, I was on my way to work. No, there was no line. What took 45 minutes to vote, you ask? I wondered, too.
Yesterday, I called the county registrar's office. After a little trouble finding my name in their database, I was assured that yes, I'm registered, and no, it won't be a problem to vote at my "new" apartment's polling location. Fast-forward to today. I'm not on the roster. I waited (and waited, and waited) while she ran around talking to herself and the other poll workers, trying to decide what to do. Then she called her supervisor, but her cell phone disconnected her call. Finally, she decided I should just vote with a provisional ballot and call it a day. At that point, I was going to be late for work so I agreed. I guess I can call some number in 40 days and see if my vote was counted. *sigh*
I don't think any of the races in my precinct are going to be close, so my vote may not be counted. I don't know how that works. Whatever. I have to say, this is why a lot of people don't bother, y'know? It doesn't seem to be a smooth process. Lucky for them, I'm not easily discouraged. *g* And I suppose I don't blame the poll worker. She wasn't comfortable letting me vote without being on her roster, and she was just doing her job. I do wish the switching of the voter registration with the DMV had worked the way it was supposed to!
In conclusion: VOTE. I almost wish I'd be home tonight so I could watch the results trickle in! I'm such a dork.