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Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
My mother has gone insane. At Rosh Hashanah services, we were sitting in front of a couple that she kind of knows, and their son, who's about my age. I vaguely noticed him when I turned around during one part of the service -- "vaguely noticed" as in "Oh, that's who's sitting there." I think I may have said hi or shanah tovah or something. I have never seen this guy before in my life, and thus have never exchanged more than, literally, two words with him.
My mother just sent me a link to his linkedin profile, and asked if there's a way to find out whether or not he's single.
In every Mother's life there comes a time when she tries to BREED GRANDCHILDREN...
OK, and I just looked at the profile. That's definitely not him.
question for the group. Has anyone ever been a poll worker? I'm wondering what it takes to be one, and if I have time to do it? I'm thinking it would be cool to be a little bit more active in such a monumental day (wither a man of color will be elected President, or a woman will be elected Vice-President). But I am not sure of the time commitment, and what my schedule will be like. Also, thinking it might be a nice way to meet new people. Just a thought. Dunno.
I did it once, o_a. It was actaully pretty boring. I don't even remember what I did anymore, just that it made for a long evening.
Sorry, omnis, I don't have any experience with that.
I just replied to my mother. (Her email was titled "nice Jewish guy.") My reply:
1. I don't think that's the same guy.
2. How do you conclude he's "nice"?
3. No.
question for the group. Has anyone ever been a poll worker?
My mother did some survey work once, though it wasn't for an election. It was to find out more about people's birth control practices. The highlight was an Eastern European guy with a rather browbeaten wife.
"Do you use any birth control?"
"Yes, yes. We use the Pill."
"Ok, and how often does your wife take the Pill?"
"My wife is a very stupid woman. She cannot be trusted with things like this. I take the Pill!"
ND just perked up
I wondered what that was all about. I was doing the haunted house thing by the way.
I've done the poll worker thing. Not exciting,but cool to do in your neighborhood. I wouldn't skip work to do it,but it was good when I was unemployed. And sadly, or happily, my neighborhood is fully staffed.