I got a call a couple of days ago, asking if I could spare for curling at 9 p.m. on Election night. Then yesterday, Election day, I got a call late in the afternoon from another member of the same curling team, asking if my brother-in-law could spare for him. Then early in the evening I got a call from the skip's wife, saying that a third team member was out with a bad back, but what's more, the skip was a deputy returning officer over in the next town, and hadn't said anything to his dear wife about whether HE had a spare. (If you're counting, at this point you've noticed that all four of the original team members are gone or at least very doubtful.) We called another guy to spare but he said he wanted to watch the election results. (Why?? You can't change them by watching them! He passed up curling with us for THAT!!) So we clawed back one of the real team members from his drama rehearsal and made him the skip, with bro-in-law and I as spares (throwing three rocks each and doing LOTS of sweeping) and won the game for the absent skip/deputy returning officer.
I can see forgetting to vote because you're curling, but forgetting to curl because you're counting votes?! What's this country coming to?
p.s. I've been having too much fun lately. No more blogging until I clean out the fridge.
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