First Act, Started at 6:31 AM, Posted 6:59 AM
My plan to vote seemed to depend on a rideshare.
I planned to show up at the polls before opening at 6 AM, vote fast and haul a@#$% to the bus stop.
If I missed the 6:30 AM Express, I could anyways call a rideshare.
Uber and Lyft made some noise about helping people reach the polls for a greatly reduced price.
I wanted a free ride from the polls to work, but the app showed no offers or price breaks.
I found two men at the door at 5:57 AM, and I addressed the two.
"Good morning, looks like we know who the patriots are".
One guy shot back, "It's a lot like my lottery club.
We buy a ticket together every week.
Can't hurt".
We heard the bells of a church tolling the hour and we walked right in the big room for community events.
I went to the wrong precinct desk and could have been voter number one in my precinct had I gone first to the right desk.
Marking my ballot took no time at all, I even made a point to split my ticket, voting for female candidates when I crossed over from my party line.
I left the polls at 6:07 AM and made it to Freedom of Expresso by 6:14 AM, enough time for a cuppa and a leisurely seven minutes taking in the local color.
A man in glasses sporting a Howie Mandel hair cut gave me a glance as he looked up from his paper.
He wore green scrubs and sat at a tall two top.
A woman waltzed in and love slapped him on the head.
"Good morning, you".
Slap.
Obviously friends who shared a cuppa in the wee hours before today.
No one asked me about the election until I got on the bus and the driver asked.
I had kept my "I voted" sticker in my pocket to put on my shirt at work.
He didn't sound too happy about the current regime in power.
"Fire them all.
No more incumbents".
I always admire political emotion, bravely expressed.
We are slowing down, exiting the expressway at the ramp by Upstate Hospital.
We are six riders, all drinking coffee, all but myself listening to headphones.
Really.
I like ambient sound.
We actually have a passenger to stop off at the hospital station, named after a pioneering doctor, Sarah Loguen Fraser, daughter of a leading abolitionist.
I'm going to shoot for two or three bagels baked in a wood fire between buses, great American bread for a guy who got up early to exercise an...
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