So I get this phone call…

Shortly after dinner tonight, our house phone rings.

Generally I pick it up, because it’s usually my mom calling to chat about one thing or another, and she gets bent out of shape if I ignore the call. However, this time it was a private number, so I was fairly sure it was going to be a telemarketer, and I was prepared to unleash my usual slew of vitriol on their unsuspecting ass.

As it turns out, it was a volunteer with the “Obama for America” campaign. I have to say the opportunity was SO ripe with possibilities, but she seemed kind of young and very nice, and I felt bad for this delusional, misled, silly creature. I decided to hear her out. I didn’t say a word through her entire pitch, as she asked me – as a former supporter – to come out and volunteer at a voter registration drive this Saturday.


An Obama supporter.

To volunteer to sign people up to vote for… Zero.

Rob saw the look on my face, as I stood in the doorway, listening to this chick give her spiel in stunned silence. He was curious. I motioned for him to wait.

I listened to the entire thing, and then the conversation sort of went like this:

Me: Well, that would be difficult, since I am not, nor have I ever been an Obama supporter.

Her: Oh! We have you on this list as having voted for Obama the last time. Is this the Jackson residence?

Me: No. I don’t think there’s ever been a Jackson at this address.

Her: Oh, I’m so sorry. We had a Mr. Jackson at this telephone number.

Me: As a matter of fact, I would say that I will do everything in my power to ensure that Mr. Obama never gets elected again!



More silence.


Her: Well… this is America. Um. And we have the right to vote for whomever we choose.

Me: Yes, yes we do. You have a great night!

I don’t think this poor girl expected to find a non-Obama supporter in this area. Hell, it’s so filled with libtards, I’m surprised it’s not capsizing to the left like Guam! (Obscure Hank Johnson reference – look it up)

Y’all would be proud of me. I was very nice. I didn’t tell her that there was no way I was going to volunteer to reelect a guy whose entire philosophy rests on the principles of redistribution by government force. I didn’t tell her that her idol sucks. I merely told her that I was going to work to defeat him. Work hard. Work endlessly.

I think she was a bit stunned, but I certainly got my message across.


3 responses

  1. So Nicki – What I’d like to know is how they OR ANYONE knows how Mr. Jackson voted!! They have a list of people who voted for Obama?!! That sounds creepy in a Big Brother kind of way.

    And the poor addled creature was probably surprised to find a nice non-Obama supporter who did not spew the hate that Liberals are so quick to attribute to Conservatives. (Because we’re all racist haters – just ask them.)


    1. Rob says people who vote in primaries are on the public record. They don’t know for whom they vote, but they have a list of folks who did vote in the primaries.

      Yeah. We’re haters. Racists. LOL! You should have heard her! She was SO confused! I nearly laughed out loud!


  2. Ahh the wonderful Socialist paradise of the Peoples (Un)Democratic Republic of Arlington. The only county the reelects an avowed racist to the Congress every two years


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