Because Nobody Ever Said They Wanted To Get A Nice Piece of Elephant...

So, I exercised my right to vote this morning. It wasn't the first time I got to go the polls, so it really wasn't that exciting.

I'm actually more proud of myself for getting up early and going before work than I am for voting. I don't get out of bed earlier than absolutely necessary. I just don't. It's not that I hate mornings, because I usually manage to be quite pleasant no matter how tired I am, I just enjoy my sleep and like to get as much of it as possible.

So, that could be why I was so irritated with the fine citizens running my polling location.
Some of the people working my precinct were... shall we say... idiots. No other way to put it.

I understand why the elderly or retired are usually the ones working (since no one else is willing to give up a whole day of their life for such crappy compensation), I don't have a problem with them. This morning there just seemed to be a few apples that weren't as shiny as the rest of the bunch, and I had to find them.

When I walked up, there were six people sitting around a table, so I kind of hung back, thinking that the two in front were voters being checked in. Then one of them finally turned around and asked, "Can I help you?"

Sure, if you aren't too busy. I'd like a tall stack of pancakes and two eggs over easy. Hop to it, Sally, I'm hungry!

Then I get this: "Oh, honey, I can't find your name in the book... Let me check this one... Oh, you found it? Where? It isn't in here... Are you sure that's her? Oh, I thought it was spelled with a 'C'!"

Bitch, I handed you my driver's license!! Give me my stupid sticker!