Today I turned in 4 vote-by-mail ballots at Supervisor of Elections HQ drop box, Sarasota, and

[Timeflyer]

a person overseeing the drop box asked if my ballots were from family members who reside with me. Being the brat that I am, I answered, "No, I got these from some random people on the street." She pointed to a sign that had the FL law about how many ballots you're allowed to drop off, blah, blah, reThug BS. Again, being a brat, I said, "yeah, I know. Arrest me, DeSantis."

A woman behind me laughed. The drop box person smiled and said, have a nice day. So, yeah, I felt kinda creepy, but kinda good, too.
Dems all the way!

[OnDoutside]

1. What is the limit you are allowed to drop off ?

[Timeflyer]

3. I don't know--I wish I'd had a hundred.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. How good that you stood your ground!

[mitch96]

4. That's what I do. Get a mail in ballot hand hand deliver it to the Sup of Elections.. too simple

Gives me time to peruse the candidates and see what other think about them...
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[PortTack]

5. Just be careful!!

[SheilaAnn]

6. We definitely could be friends. n/t

[GreenWave]

7. Are you my pal who bothered the store cop?

If so, that was hilarious. Pretend you are "obviously" stealing a candy bar. Store cop follows you like a shadow, Then when I buy my stuff, the store cop is waiting to pounce on you, but you cut out of line, returned the candy bar. The store cop chases you down and says "You think you are funny?" You say, Get your candy bar out of my face! I say are you some crazy candy bar salesperson too cheap to give free samples?

He blunders, I'm the store cop. I say hey everybody this guy is the store cop! Isn't he doing a great job disguising himself? Buddy flees the scene.
He asks me, Where is your buddy?"
I say what buddy?