When I was little, my dad used to tell me stories before bedtime about a boy named Bub. Bub couldn’t do anything right. On his first day of kindergarten, he got his sweater stuck in the school bus door, he ate crayons, and went to the wrong classroom. How embarrassing!
Before Bub got his wisdom teeth taken out, he freaked out at the doctors, cried, knocked everything off the dentist tray, and embarrassed his mother.
And when Bub went to college, he forgot all his books, his bedding and his clothes.
My daddy told me these stories about an imaginary boy named Bub , in order to let me know that my day wouldn’t be so bad. He reassured me through the stories that the first time doing something isn’t so intimidating, and I can’t mess it up that badly… at least not as badly as Bub.
Well, I have just gotten back from my very own Kentucky voting adventure, and let it be a Bub –like story for you first time voters. Really, your experience can’t be as weird as mine.
I go to the voting center at 7am, and no one can find my name on the registry. Ugh. I know I registered to vote because I voted in the last election.
They checked all three lists, Republican, Democrat and Independent… and my name wasn’t there. I am an MTV Street Team 2008 representative. How horrible would it be to NOT be able to vote?
Lucky for me, everyone in the voting center was incredibly nice. They made phone call after phone call so I could find where I should have been in the first place. They helped me find the correct facility where my name was on the list… where I could vote. So this is great news for you first-time voters! If you get lost, or confused, or can’t find your way, just ask. People are ready and waiting to help you!
I go on an adventure to my new voting venue, which is a good 45 minutes away, where I used to live. I was on a mission, bound and determined to get my sticker… better yet, my prize.
I need to fill up on gas. Of course gas is at a record high today. It takes me over $50 to top off my tank.
At the correct voting place, I get signed in, check my name, and go into my own personal electronic voting booth.
All is swell right? Nope. Not for me.
My voting machine turns off and quits working. As soon as I step into my booth, there is a power outage… to my ONE booth. At this point, I am amazed at the sheer randomness of a voting machine turning off. It makes a terrible sound, and I feel stupid.
But like I said before, everyone in the voting center is incredibly nice and ready to help. The gals unplugged the machine and restarted it, and it worked like a dream! They didn’t point and laugh, or tell me that I am a freak for my amazing voting blunders. They stayed on the task at hand… to get me my sticker… my prize.
In the time it took to restart the machine, I read over this flyer… just to make sure I didn’t have another voting blunder. I hope it helps!
Now I have voted, I got my sticker, and I am happy.
The end.
