Today is my area's April General Election.
St. Louis City has some big issues on the ballot. St. Louis County and the municipality I live in, not so much. There are just two propositions (one from the municipality and one from the county), both asking voters to pass a tax on recreational marijuana sales. Normally there would also be school board elections, but this year there were just enough candidates for open seats.
As of 1 pm, the St. Louis County Board of Election Commissioners indicated that 9.92% of voters had gone to the poles, and I suspect the final results won't be too much larger than that. Given the paucity of issues thirty year old me probably wouldn't have taken the time to cast a ballot, but sixty year old me did. After a trip to the gym Hubby Tony and I stopped by a polling place that was on the way home. We were the only voters there, and the poll workers looked bored.
It took me more time to receive a ballot and find a seat than it did to fill it out. After I put the completed ballot in the scanner, the worker invited me to take a sticker. In addition to the standard red/white/blue ones there was a selection of more colorful ones. I picked one of them. I told the worker that I would be throwing my sweaty gym shirt into the laundry as soon as I got home and would save my sticker until I changed.
After my shower I purposefully chose a shirt that would coordinate with the sticker.
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