Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Julie, the Radical


I wore a new t-shirt today. Yahoo! Grabbing it meant I didn’t have to walk around in my bathrobe waiting on a load of laundry to get a fresh one. And I had a lot of little things on my calendar today – everything from lunch with a friend to a bank deposit to buying more wasp spray and toothpaste.

So while I was near the county courthouse, I figured I’d be cheap and drop off my absentee ballot to save postage. I walked in and asked the sheriff at the security clearance where I would find the election office. His reply: ”Downstairs but I’ll let them take care of you.”

Why the hostility dude? Well, never tweak a guy with a gun and handcuffs is my motto. So I trotted downstairs, where there was a line of people waiting to use the voting machines, and some desks tucked off in the corner. I wandered over, and asked where I should drop off an absentee ballot envelope. Three ladies came flying over around their desks to surround me. “What are you doing here?” Uh, have I mentioned I just want to drop off an absentee ballot? Is there code word I’m supposed to know for this action? “You can’t be here in that shirt,” one lady said forcefully.

Now I glanced down enough to see it was dark blue, which is what I wore yesterday, with cute Tigger and Pooh embroidery work on it. I really wasn’t trying to be a smart mouth when I joked, “What? I’m too old to wear Winnie the Pooh?” Her glare told me it wasn’t funny, and I finally looked down. Really looked.

I was wearing a McCain/Palin official t-shirt. Get outta here. Fast.

They could tell by my reaction I had just made an honest boo-boo — even if the official word for it is electioneering, which signs posted everywhere forbid — so one lady said, “OK, if you just want to drop off the ballot, I’ll stamp it official and you can go out the side door if you cover up your shirt with your purse.” (Sad side note: My chest is so small, that worked.) So I reached in to get the ballot, and what happened to fly out with it and onto the floor?

My McCain/Palin bumper sticker.

2 comments:

CW Merv said...

That's hilarious.

You should've brought candy to everyone at the Post Office while you were at it. When they ask you what you're doing, you just say you had your orange juice this morning.

Julie Sturgeon said...

I've always had that kind of luck, haven't I, Merv?