Sunday, November 12, 2006

Snapshots from Canvassing

  • You will spend the entire hour's drive to your canvassing location drinking coffee, thereby needing a bathroom break before you've even started. Of course, there are no bathrooms in close proximity, so you're S.O.L. until halfway through the morning when you take a three-block detour from your canvassing route to cross a busy highway and borrow a scary restroom at the local Dairy Queen.

  • More people have little yippy dogs than should be allowed by law.

  • You will be cat-called. Chalk it up to the fact that he's never seen a woman in a wool coat and pashmina before.

  • Despite meticulously planning an efficient route, you will invariably miss a block somewhere and have to walk through half the neighborhood to access it. Again.

  • People will answer the door in their underwear. Yes, really. Be glad there's underwear involved.

  • The voter on your list identified as "Ricki" is not the Indian woman you expected. Rather, Ricki is the husband of the chain-smoking woman who just answered the door. In retrospect, you'll realize that if she were Indian, it probably would have been "Rikki." Also, she probably wouldn't live in rural Indiana.

  • Following this episode, you'll spend the next fifteen minutes with the text of Tikki Tikki Tembo* running through your head. Wonder why your brain sees fit to remember a book from your childhood, but almost let you leave the house without packing underwear.

  • Because elections only come every-other year, know that you'll forget all of this until the next time you're out canvassing.

*Also known as "Tikki tikki tembo-no sa rembo-chari bari ruchi-pip peri pembo." For those of you who don't remember, the crux of the story is that he fell into a well.


At Sun Nov 12, 02:26:00 PM PST, Anonymous Clueless said...

Now I know why I spend my vacations chasing trout in Wyoming rather than votes in Indiana. I'm glad I got that straight. No pashmina in the mountains, either (what the heck is that anyway?)

At Sun Nov 12, 07:26:00 PM PST, Anonymous Horrible Warning said...

Sounds like you still got your exercise...especially while doing the pee pee dance (I have so been there!!).

I find it interesting that it's for a candidate that you can't even legally vote for. Now THAT is dedication.

At Sun Nov 12, 08:55:00 PM PST, Blogger Carolie said...

I remember that book! Damn. Now the name is stuck in my head! Thanks a ton.

At Mon Nov 13, 09:14:00 AM PST, Anonymous kristina said...

I was actually thinking about that book the other week and could not remember the name past "chari bari". So thank you!

(and of course, glad to hear about your part in this election!)

At Mon Nov 13, 10:16:00 AM PST, Anonymous Superfantastic said...

At least you skipped the part of canvassing where you drive an hour and a half, hit four houses, then sprain your ankle badly, forcing you to hobble back to your car at the McDonalds and your co-canvasser to ask the McStaff for a cup of ice for the ankle which you prop on the dashboard for your hour and a half ride home. (I may be a huge accidental effort-waster due to my bad ankles, but at least I had the good sense to park near a restroom!)


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