Tuesday, February 05, 2008

I wish I'd waited 45 minutes to vote

Because I had to wait 1 hour and 30 minutes to vote in my precinct in Orem. 

Mostly I felt sorry for the poll worker volunteers.

5 comments:

UtahTeacher said...

Same county, same town, same experience.

dawnawanna said...

I waited an hour to get in to our Dem caucus in Boise... Didn't get in because the fire marshal said the building was too full. When we got turned away, I was about 100 yards from the building. My classmates were about 500 yards from the door. We turned in a paper ballots outside the building. They think 9000+ people showed up for the Ada County caucus. In the past the most they've had was a couple hundred.

Scott Hinrichs said...

In my county, any registered voter could go to various polling places during regular business hours during the week preceding the election and vote. I voted last Wednesday. There was no line. I was in and out in less than two minutes. I'm going to vote early every time from now on.

UtahTeacher said...

Utah County has this too, but I usually like the experience on Election Day. I like talking to the poll workers, talking to my friends and family about the vote, wearing the little "I Voted" sticker to try and remind people if they haven't voted yet, and watching/reading about the results. I've liked the experience since the first time I was old enough to vote. I would miss that.

Since my kids behaved even through the long wait, I actually had an OK experience yesterday myself. The mother of one one of my former students, my wife, and I talked for 30 minutes about how the kid is doing now and politics, and I talked a little with people around me. It was the stressed out workers and people who walked out that I worried about.

Anthony Barney said...

We are on permanent absentee ballot status. For any upcoming election, they send a ballot, we fill them out at our leisure in pajamas and eating corndogs, then mail them back. On election day, we continue to hang around at our leisure, eating corndogs in our pajamas. I have no need for obsequious interpersonal contact with a host of strangers, it's the same reason I will never go to another rock concert. If I want to hear the band, I go home and play the CD (or the mp3) on my fancy surround sound system at home, the sound is perfect, I can hear every nuance and beat, I can drink in the beauty (or grittiness) of the music over and over if I like, none of this is true at a concert, plus a few other inconveniences thrown in with the bargain.