This week’s post covers mostly a door-to-door run I did for the Bernadette Smith campaign and some details about the finale of the election (election day)! HINT: I almost got punched by a drunk guy this week.
This was the night before the by-election in Point Douglas. As such, I felt it was my duty to help the campaign at least one last time. I got paired with a guy named Gabriel. He’s a substitute teacher. It was his first time going door to door.
Interestingly enough, this was the wildest experience going door to door to date. Why? There are three incidents that happened.
Incident 1: The Dog Incident
This one was pretty small but funny as hell. We went to a house with two dogs. One was fairly small and the other was average size. We saw them and we’re asking ourselves: How do we deliver this pamphlet about election day without getting attacked?
Our solution: one distracts the dogs while the other delivers the pamphlet. Well, it worked. I distracted the two. They weren’t very smart. They were getting rather confused. One was unsure if he should be barking at me or Gabriel. He in the end decided to bark at me then chase Gabriel.
Gabriel ran up to the door, put up the sign, and run out. The dogs didn’t even try to chase him. How smart of them!
Incident 2: The House with the Children
We go to the house. There are two children outside playing. Since we aren’t allowed to go door to door to talk to children, we asked to see the parents. There was a problem: One was around 3 years old while the other one was around maybe 5 or 6. We couldn’t really rely on them as successful deliverers of the message.
We waited and waited. At one point, one of the children threw a ball close to the street. They almost went into the street and got it but we told them to stay off the street and we got the ball. Keep in mind, this was a main road and a ton of cars were passing by.
Success! We talked to the grandfather of the children first, then talked to the grandmother. Our message was successfully delivered without any kids harmed on our watch.
Incident 3: The Drunk Guy Incident
We’re on this quiet residential street. We had just finished going to a house in order to give a pamphlet. This man approaches us. At first, we could not tell that he was drunk.
At a closer glance, we could deduce that this guy was: drunk, badly injured, and not in good shape.
The guy tells us his name and tells us his jaw hurts. He asks us what we’re doing. We reply, telling him we work on a political campaign. He acts interested and asks for a flier. We comply.
He asks us where we’re going and tells us where he is heading off to. We try to leave but asks us to stay. We hesitantly do.
He asks us our full names. He tells us his name: “Allan Murdoch”.
I’m an idiot. I make a stupid joke he wouldn’t ever get. I say: “Murdoch? Like the detective?” (this reference is from two things: Murdoch Mysteries and Daredevil)
His mood and expression change rapidly. He glares at me and says: “What the bleep did you say to me? I’ll punch you out, man. I’ll punch you out.”
He clenches his fist and threatens to punch me.
I look at him, in a bewildered manner, and reply “Look man, I wasn’t trying to cause a fight. I was making a reference. I’m sorry for offending you.”
He says all angrily: “Don’t say that again man.” He looks at me, changing moods and expressions again, and continues: “Why are you all scared?”
Gabriel intervenes and tells him honestly: “Look you just threatened my friend.” He replies, acting all amused, and says: “I was just kidding!”
He starts harassing Gabriel. I walk away casually. Allan notices and runs after me and yells at me: “I didn’t tell you to leave!”
He goes back to harassing Gabriel. I text my friends at campaign HQ to come get us.
By then, we start running away and go to a school yard and climb the fence away from him.
We meet our campaign HQ friends at a nearby 7-11 and tell them what happened.
Yeah, Monday was pretty crazy. I don’t know how to feel about it.
Tuesday was election day. After work, I went to help out the campaign.
By helping the campaign, we went as a last minute effort to try and pull voters to the polls. We managed to get yelled at one time. Otherwise, it was a good run.
Afterwards, we went to a local polling station so we could scrutineer the election. That was certainly fun.
We were a bit scared going out of the station with how close the results were at our polling station. One of the volunteers said (nicely): “I don’t know what this means for us. We usually win in this area.”
In the end, BERNADETTE WON WITH 44% OF THE VOTE!! Good job Bernadette! I’m sure you will represent Poiint Douglas well!!
Here’s a photo of us together:
I got groceries.
I have the routine of going to Shannon’s to listen to Irish music. Otherwise, it was a very quiet weekend. No worries though. Sometimes we just need to relax!