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Poll Worker Training

Last week the County put a notice in the local paper that they were in need of more Poll Worker volunteers to assist at the general election. I've had a couple of friends who have done this and enjoyed it, and I figured what the heck? It's about time I tried to get involved in some civic activity.  So I volunteered.

This week I received a notice that I have been selected as an Alternate.  This means that I have to remain available from crack of dawn on Election Day until the bitter end, and if they need me, I will get called to any one of hundreds of polling locations in the County.  For which if they don't call me I will receive a small stipend. However, if they do call me, and I work the whole day, I'll receive a larger stipend. That and the privilege of serving my community and visiting with lots of interesting people throughout the day.

Today I went to the County office complex and went through a 2-hour training session. In a couple of weeks I'll attend another practice session. My role, if called, would be as a Table Judge, where I'd be signing people in and giving them their electronic ballot card.

I won't know if I get called until that day, but I'll let you know if I do.  It should be fun.

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Congratulations on being a productive member of your community! You are a good example!

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