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Edited on Tue Nov-07-06 07:43 AM by WinkyDink
Went to my polling place (I'm a poll-watcher, later today), was told by TWO women there they couldn't find my name. WTH? Then they did. But this was before the polls opened, as I was establishing my bona fides to be a watcher. THEN one of them told me I had to live in the zone I was a watcher for. NOT EXACTLY, bee-yotch! Had to have another poll-watcher tell her what's what. (My place, a church, is for 2 precincts.) After I helped my husband set up for his watcher-shift (had to get a table, was admonished to "put it back at 8 p.m." Yeah, whatever, mind your own beeswax.), I went back to actually vote. SAME bee-yotch said, "I thought I couldn't find your name before." Uh, yes, you did. "Oh, THERE it is!" Hey, how 'bout it. Hands me my form, I go to the machine, am told, "You don't have a number." NOW WTH?!
Finally voted.
Don't like these machines. They are open, with the screen visible to the poll-workers helping voters.
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