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We're having our primaries around here today, and of course, being the paper, we put all the local polling information and whatnot in for people to look it up and find out where they're going. Of course, this GLARINGLY OBVIOUS INFORMATION eludes a great many people, perhaps because it is on page 3 and not seared onto the backs of their eyelids...but I digress.
This particular enraged female I just got off the phone with, however, had managed to track down her polling place, but upon being told she was not registered to vote, apparently blew her synapses trying to figure out why they would not hand her a ballot and point her in the direction of the moldy curtain and kept insisting on this thing called registration. Apparently, she was so distressed that she called City Hall to demand an explanation (I'm assuming that because she flat out said so), and upon not receiving a satisfactory answer from them, thought that I, the newspaper girl, would be able to explain to her WHY she should be bothered to register in order to vote.
I felt explaining how a representative democratic system works might not go over anything except her head, and that if she'd talked to City Hall and didn't get an explanation she liked there, she wouldn't get one from me regardless, so I pretty much just played juggle-phone with her, putting her on hold, "looking" for someone to speak with her, etc., before I finally just told her no one was available to help her and offered to give her the voicemail of one of our editors (admittedly more as a prank on the editor than anything
), but she wouldn't take it. She HAD to speak to someone NOW RIGHT NOW.
Well, there wasn't anyone to talk to but me, and I wasn't about to waste an hour of my day trying to explain fourth-grade civics to this female, so finally she got fed up with me and informed me that SHEEEE was going to the SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT to look into this EGREGIOUS MATTER. Granted, she didn't actually say that...I believe her phrasing was more along the lines of "Ah'll see whut duh SHERIFF tinks ah all THIS ya'll!", but I like the word egregious.
Anyway, I told her to go and investigate thoroughly and let us know what she found out upon speaking with the sheriff. I'm still waiting to hear her answer.
This particular enraged female I just got off the phone with, however, had managed to track down her polling place, but upon being told she was not registered to vote, apparently blew her synapses trying to figure out why they would not hand her a ballot and point her in the direction of the moldy curtain and kept insisting on this thing called registration. Apparently, she was so distressed that she called City Hall to demand an explanation (I'm assuming that because she flat out said so), and upon not receiving a satisfactory answer from them, thought that I, the newspaper girl, would be able to explain to her WHY she should be bothered to register in order to vote.
I felt explaining how a representative democratic system works might not go over anything except her head, and that if she'd talked to City Hall and didn't get an explanation she liked there, she wouldn't get one from me regardless, so I pretty much just played juggle-phone with her, putting her on hold, "looking" for someone to speak with her, etc., before I finally just told her no one was available to help her and offered to give her the voicemail of one of our editors (admittedly more as a prank on the editor than anything
), but she wouldn't take it. She HAD to speak to someone NOW RIGHT NOW.Well, there wasn't anyone to talk to but me, and I wasn't about to waste an hour of my day trying to explain fourth-grade civics to this female, so finally she got fed up with me and informed me that SHEEEE was going to the SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT to look into this EGREGIOUS MATTER. Granted, she didn't actually say that...I believe her phrasing was more along the lines of "Ah'll see whut duh SHERIFF tinks ah all THIS ya'll!", but I like the word egregious.
Anyway, I told her to go and investigate thoroughly and let us know what she found out upon speaking with the sheriff. I'm still waiting to hear her answer.
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