Honestly, it took more time to park than it did for them to get me a new ballot and vote. On the walk in, I did have to "confront" people blocking the way.
Some were workers, some wanting petitions signed, some wanting you to vote a certain way on certain things. They wouldn't move, so I told them - and I quote - "get the fuck out of the way". I was told to watch my language, and I told them to "fuck off".
I ran with my running wife. Afterwards, we chatted for a few minutes while we semi recalibrated our bodies. I mentioned going to early voting. Not knowing each other - not really - broaching politics is risky at best.
Carrie treaded water carefully. "Just make sure you vote the right way".
Now this a loaded statement that could go either way. The west side of Cleveland (where Carrie resides) is much more conservative than the east (where I live). There was a pause, and then she said, "I have two daughters. We have to make their future safe".
While I don't normally tell people how I vote, I did tell her I was voting "yes on 1". She was so relieved. She didn't care one way or the other about the recreational marijuana vote, and honestly, I don't care one way or the other either.
It was nice to have a somewhat common ground other than running. I mean, she is my "wife".
Song by: the Blow Monkeys