No more, traipsing into the local school gymnasium to be greeted with, “Hi, how are you? How’s Violinist? And what’s he up to? Has he quit school yet? Gee you’re not on here, oh, that’s okay, we know who you are. Is Speedy coming in? Here’s your ballot.” And I have never seen this person in my entire life. So I stand there wondering who this polling officer is who says she knows me and knows Speedy and knows about Violinist’s educational escapades. And why does the other polling officer leaning into her right elbow, a man, whom I have also never seen in my entire life, keep grinning at me and nodding his head up and down?
Now I will have to arrive at the polling station and it will be all business. How dull. ..Elections
GG to polling officer, “I swear, this is Decadent Housewife, I should know, I’ve lived with her decadence for near twenty-five years.” Decadent Housewife to polling officer, “I swear, this is Geek Guy. See…there’s his pocket protector.”

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