The good deed for the day is done. I voted at the local fire station around 10:15am ET today using one of the most antiquated voting machines I’ve ever seen, the old lever system as pictured above. The instant I saw the thing regret mired me in a perfectionist’s nightmare. Even being cognizant of that, I still wasted time wishing I’d thought not to assume, but to wonder, and maybe even find out what kind of system this one-horse town would be using. Then buzzers and a red-flashing warning went off in my head as I realized what was going on. The seniors of the world were meting out a measure of punishment on the youngers of the world. I looked around me. Sure enough. At this ‘tween time of day I was surrounded by them. Just get this over with, I thought to myself as I stepped quick into the booth. I grabbed the curtains and tried to close them but they kept snapping back open. A senior volunteer hollered over at me, “You have to pull the red lever to the right to close the curtains and begin voting!” I turned back toward the contraption, What lever? I thought. Oh THAT lever! The bigass one that coulda poked my eye out with its potential to be so obvious… I looked back at the volunteer and she smiled sicky-sweet. So, I thought, this is how seniors feel in front of a Mac.
Ancient voting machine snagged from http://www.ctemploymentlawblog.com/voting_machine_1.jpg
Keep your coins from http://eskar.dk/andreas/wanting_change.JPG