Voting

I voted this morning for the first time in the state of New York. I hate to say it, but I think I like voting in Michigan better.

Reasons:

-The old ladies are really nice at my old Michigan voting place
-My name was right next to my mom's (Susan and Sandra) and the ladies would tell me if my mom had voted yet
-The school gym I would vote in is much larger than the tiny room at the senior citizen center
-I had to ask for help to close the curtain
-Punching the paper is easier than the giant machine
-I liked seeing my paper ballot zip into the machine to count my vote
-I did not get a sticker! This reason counts like ten times, the sticker was one of my favorite things.

I even took a picture of one once.


(Side note: I loved that world map back there)

Anyway, Brian and I first talked about Obama in the summer of 2005 at Camp Fowler. We joked about making Obama 08' shirts. I am very excited for the results and plan on watching the news all night long.

I was also incredibly surprised and discouraged talking to my co-worker about the election. He does not believe in voting or really the government. He believes that people in the government, at all levels, are out for themselves and no one else. I felt awful for him. I would hate to go through life believing people are inherently selfish. I can understand feeling like your vote may not mean anything on a national level, but voting can really count for you on a local level. In Grand Rapids I voted in several very close races and for many close proposals (zoo expansion anyone). He needs to snap out of it.