VOTE!!!!

[ivyfic]

I voted! I did not get there as early as I would have liked, but when I walked in the line didn't look too bad. Then I turned my head to the right. Oh. ... That's the line.

In the end, the wait was a little under an hour, but I was being entertained by the guy behind me in line who used to be a grade school principle and is now a recurring actor on a number of soaps (Guiding Light, One Life to Live, General Hospital...). He looked like an older, hispanic Tony Curtis. And I think he was wearing eye liner.

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[mithras03.livejournal.com]

YAY! I got to my place at 7am, which was just in time to be able to wait for an hour (the line for my district went out the door like five minutes later). There was one woman there who was like, I have to go to work, I don't have time - she tried to jump the line, and when she got in trouble, she was like, that's one less vote for Obama! It's like, the polls opened at 6, lady, if you really cared that much, you would have come earlier, and ALL of us in line have to go to work, and we ALL thought that this was WORTH MISSING WORK. If any boss begrudges you missing work on this day of all days, then fuck that. Another lady emerged from the voting booth and said, "Obama's in the house!" and I nearly started weeping at the magnitude of it...

[ivy03.livejournal.com]

One person jumped the line at my polling place, but he really just looked confused, so I don't mind. A lady's going to not vote to spite the line? Fuck her. People waiting in line around me were talking about how they'd wait all day to vote if they had to and be happy to do it.

[amari-z.livejournal.com]

My wait was about forty minutes, and I didn't get there particularly early. It seemed to really depend on which district you belonged to--mine had a really short line in comparison to some of the others (not sure what that says about it--my neighbors are either early risers or shirkers!). Of course, there was no indication that there was a method to the lining up thing, so I (and everyone else) waited in the wrong line for the first 15 minutes or so, until voting proctor lady came out and yelled at everyone. Of course, no one remembered what their district number was, and there was mad chaos after that! Okay, not really, but some people grumbled. ;)

[ivy03.livejournal.com]

They had one long line for everyone, then when you got toward the front, someone was standing there with a street map to tell you what district you were in. Mine was the one with the longest line, natch.

[amari-z.livejournal.com]

That makes more sense. I went back to my building afterward (my polling place is literally across the street) and told our doorman to remind people of our district number. (The fighting 93rd!) Who remembers that? Well, not me, anyway.

And you can console yourself with the idea that your neighbors are civic minded!

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear you had such a long line. I'm thinking that it's a good thing I didn't change my registration since I never have to wait when I go at home. I walked up to the machine, and popped right in. I was back home again in under ten minutes.

The downside was the extremely fey pollster dude said, "Oh, Ms. [My Last Name]! Your hubby was here this morning." MEANING MY DAD EW EW EW.