Here comes the judge.

So yesterday I served as a judge of election and developed an exciting new fetish… “pollwatching”


Looking at girls in hot boots & shoes voting all day really gets me hot. I tell ya.

But seriously folks. Being a judge of election is hard work. It’s hard work. I arrived at 5:15 AM and met my fellow judges and we began to assemble the 12th precinct in the 32nd ward. For the next 15 hours we guzzled very bad coffee, gorged on pastries and Italian beef and realized just how little people care about whether or not Judges of the Circuit Court are retained.

When Edmar of Lumpen walked in, I told him that we’d just received a list of subversives that were not allowed to vote. I couldn’t tell if he thought this was funny or not. In the end, he paid by credit card and we let him vote as many times as he wanted. [note to Board of Elections: I am KIDDING]

Here you see one of my fellow judges using that newfangled technology to “transmit” the election results while Precinct Captain George A. Romero (really) watches on.


Then another fellow judge and I went from the high-tech of transmitting data through the air to the low-tech of delivering the ballots in the Official Board of Elections Polling Place Shopping Bag.


By the end of the day I was so exhausted I couldn’t think, let alone stay up to watch the results. So, did Alan Keys win, or what?

2 Comments so far

  1. girl in the booth (unregistered) on November 4th, 2004 @ 12:56 pm

    hi jason.

    that image makes me smile.

    thanks for sharing.


  2. Alana Waters (unregistered) on November 4th, 2004 @ 8:15 pm


    Great laugh. Very funny piece.

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