I went to the elections office today for early voting. I have to vote early because of my position as a poll manager means that I cannot vote on election day. I was not alone. Dozens and dozens of other people had one reason or another why they should vote early instead of waiting for election day.
I stood in line for well over an hour. In that time, people around me struck up conversations. It's only natural. We're in GA... that's how folks roll, regardless of who you are voting for. So this one particular lady takes a liking to me. That would have been fine except for...
1. She was a close talker
2. She kept touching, stroking my arm
3. She was kinda slovenly and had a hole in the hiney of her dirty pants... and I could see her bare tooshie.
So she kept talking, and touching me, and asking questions, and touching me, and then she'd talk to someone else, and then come back to me with more talking and touching. At this point, I am feeling like Howie Mandel... very OCD and I am slowly dying inside with each touch, rub, and such from this very familiar woman.
After asking every question she could think of to keep me talking, she finally asks the big question....
"Where do/did your kids go to school." I answered nonchalantly, "they're homeschooled".
Well, you'd think she had been bitten by a snake. Her hand recoiled, she averted her eyes, and she backed away like I had the plague. Thank the Lord.
I'll be purchasing more homeschool t-shirts soon.
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2 comments:
HA HA HAAAA!! At least she didn't lean closer and say, "I think that homeschooling is really sexxxy!"
Homeschooling saves the day! She was not feeling ou after that.
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