Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Alarm went off at 5:45 this morning, and I was off to the polls, telling Clint, "It's a historical day, and I'm going to participate!"
The polls were packed at 6 a.m., which made everyone smiley.
Well, everyone except the guy in front of me, who complained loudly through the 1-hour-wait, breathing coffee breath into my face, and explaining to all that was in earshot that today's system was a result of all of the dead people that voted for Kennedy in 1960. There are some people that just aren't happy unless they're unhappy, and this guy was in his glory.
15 minutes of politely listening to his tirade was enough for me; I pulled out the iPod, lost myself in a game of cribbage, avoiding eye contact, and thus forcing him to turn and talk at someone else.
I have to hand it to him, though: He voted.
So did I.
This is going to be one exciting day.