the washup

A pleasing number of election day sausage sizzles were reported to me from across the metropolitan area and in regional Victoria. Primary schools led the way in this regard, closely followed by church halls.
Sausages consumed by self at voting day sausage sizzle = 1.
Sausages consumed by my social voting group* at voting day sausage sizzle = 3. (He went back after voting.)
Types of marmalade on sale at the eastern suburbs polling location I attended: dozens. (The stall was staffed by two senior citizens who have honed their ability to turn anything into marmalade into an art form in itself. There was orange, lemon, lime, cumquat, combinations thereof, “with added ginger”, “with a hint of honey”, etc …)
Amount of marmalade purchased by self = 0. (I don’t like it.)
Amount of time spent thinking self to be clever by voting absentee in the eastern suburbs and therefore reducing total time spent in voting on day = 3 hours (approx.)
Total time spend in absentee voting queue = 20 minutes (in addition to 15 minutes in the ordinary voting queue.)
Total time spent by Daniel in all voting queues = 15 minutes.
Total time spent by Daniel feeling smug and eating an extra sausage while waiting for me to finish up voting = 25 minutes. (Grrr.)
Level of disappointment at election result: infinite.

* A social voting group is an interesting new election day cultural phenomena I recognised this year after being asked by two people from different parts of my social network if I would meet up with them in order to vote together. I had to decline both offers as I had been swayed to join Daniel’s social voting group (consisting of Daniel and the guarantee/promise of an eastern suburbs sausage sizzle.)