Journal of the Corona Year
10/25
Today I went to vote. There was bit of waiting, but it all went smoothly.
Yesterday was the first day of early voting. The weather was beautiful. I walked by the location to see where everything was. The voting is being done at Fort Hamilton High School. It’s about a 20 – 30 minute walk from where I live. There are only a few location available early voting.
I decided to go back today, hoping the cooler weather and chance of rain would reduce the turnout. Before I left I grabbed a pen and the voter information mailed to me by the city.
As I and other voters walked west toward the school on 83rd Street, an older woman stopped to reassure us “the line is really moving.”
When I got there the line was slightly shorter then it was yesterday, but not by much. It started on 83rd Street between the back of the school and the athletic field. The line took us along the back of the school to 85th Street. From there the line turned west and then ultimately into the school through a side entrance facing 85th Street. Then we proceeded down a couple halls into what I assume was the cafeteria.
Waiting in line took about 45 minutes. Everyone stood their own interpretation of 6 feet apart.
When I was next to enter the cafeteria, a poll worker was handing out pens from a small white box. I asked her if these were being reused. No, everyone got their own pen to keep.
From there I was directed to one of the reception tables. The poll workers there sat at tables, as is usual, but now had plexiglas barriers. The woman sitting behind the barrier was happy to see I had my pamphlet from the city with me. At this point I noticed the poll workers behind the desks didn’t have usual large paper ledgers for voters to sign. They each had an iPad on a stand in front of them. She demonstrated how she could scan a bar code in my pamphlet and all my information would come up. She asked me to verify my address, which I did. Then she turned he iPad towards me and asked me to sign. The free pens we were given had those foam tips that work on capacitive touch screens. And so I signed the iPad, explaining my hand was cold and the signature might look a little stiff.
From there everything went normally. I got the paper ballot, filled in the appropriate ovals fed it into the scanner. The only public item I had to touch was the folder for discretely walking the ballot to the scanner.
All the poll workers were well-organized and friendly.
On the way out I made sure to get one of the “I voted” stickers. I’ve never taken one of those before. I usually seems to me that whether I vote or not is no one else’s business. But this year is different. I took it home and wrote “him out” under the “I voted.” I’ll wear this Monday and see who attacks me.
All-in-all the voting process was not bad for Bay Ridge, which is after-all the Alabama of New York City.