The Red Brick Times

My precinct is Elyria-City 7-A. The voting location is in a community school (a building that used to be an Elyria City grade school - now more or less a daycare center) just down the block. I guess all of precinct 7 votes there, be you A or B, because upon entering the room (something that looks like an old grade school auditorium) you get verified at either the A or B table. A (me) is the table on the right. So over I go to find four older women seated there who are obviously in a dither. Never mind that they each have assigned individual responsibilities, that's all gone by the wayside, the immediate topic, and focus of all the dither, is that some of the validation cards each voter has to have before accessing the machines are, well, missing. They can't find any to save their dear old lives. They know they must have at least 4 of those cards because 4 people are currently using the 4 available machines to cast votes. What happened to the other 6 they were supposed to have to give in advance to people in line? 'Tis a puzzlement and the cause of much confusion, so much that the woman who's responsibility it is to find my name and have me sign in next to it tells me that I've already signed. Uh, no. Better check again. "Oh yeah", she says, "guess you didn't, sign here". I sign, then I get a glimmer of where the missing cards may have wandered off to. An older gentleman has finished voting and, while walking away from the machine, has absent mindedly put the validation card in his his shirt pocket and is now walking out the door. "Uh, excuse me," I say to the cluster of dithering poll workers, "but I think one of your 4 existing cards is in the process of walking out the door". One of them actually stopped the dither fest long enough to listen and recovere (barely) the card. Ye gods.
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