Over at Rebecca’s blog, The Commie Girl Collective, she writes about a push poll being done over the telephone by Lynn Daucher’s campaign.
“Ring ring,” says my phone!
“Hello!” say I.
“Hi, uh, we were wondering if you have a few minutes for a political poll,” says the guy stammering on the other end of my line.
Do I ever!
From the first question–are you or anyone in your family employed by a newspaper or a political party?–I knew it was a push poll, and I knew the correct answer to continue would be “no.” I am not stupid. I said no.
Did I know who I was voting for for governor? I “wasn’t sure.” (Hee!) How about in the state Senate race between Lou Correa (Dem) and Lynn Daucher (Rep). Gosh, I wasn’t sure about that either! I waited for the questions about if I had known Lou Correa had fathered a black baby out of wedlock, would I be more or less likely to vote for him.
I don’t like being pusOPPubliushed either. And I’m talking PHYSICALLY SHOVED. On the sidewalk of Main Street in Garden Grove. In broad daylight. While walking I was pushed by some old woman in a rush to put flowers at Tan’s office door.
Mike saw it. Commie Girl was there. But when I looked for the woman to explain to her that she was both rude and somewhat violent, no one would back me up.
Thanks, folks!