John was so excited that his boss let him come in late today so that he could vote. Late being 6:30am. So we got to our designated building and waited in a line of about 50 people. Of course, the church was not open yet, so as we stood in line for 20 min, the line grew longer and longer and longer. But no worries, we were "in the front." As we walked down a very narrow hallway, we noticed people passing us and getting into other lines... their precinct lines. So we asked a man that was helping which precinct were in, and he said, "Where do you live? Oh? You should be in the correct line." We were in the Town branch line.... 6:05a.
So I thought and pondered what it said on the little sheet of paper in my car. White berry? That sounds familiar. Town branch? That sounds familiar too? Stallion? Sure?
Of course they all sound familiar- THEY ARE ALL STREETS IN OUR SUBDIVISION!
So we decided to ask the guy again to look it up.
"Oh, are you an even number?"
"Oh, You are White berry." 6:19am- inside the Town branch room to vote, four people a head of us.
End of White berry line- 6:20 am- out in narrow hallway- 50 people a head of us.
I almost cried. In fact, I teared up. John had to leave. I was so sad and upset because in my car, with a piece of old gum stuck on it, was a scrap paper with our building and PRECINCT name.
One hour later, I voted and walked out proud and defeated at the same time. Thankfully, I have a wonderful husband that sent me a text message saying I was wonderful and that he prayed for me.
I plan on going to stand in line with him. Because that is what best friends do.