You don't realize how important parking space size is until you have to go to your rural township hall and try to park between a Ford F-250 and a Dodge Ram extended cab. Ah, the joys of living in the country.
Also, in theory, I'm a fan of bringing children to the polls to give them a taste of the democratic process. In reality, if the kid behind me whined anymore, I would be facing a murder rap right now. That, combined with the fact that the A-I registration checker (where I go) was 90 times slower than the other parts of the alphabet, set my teeth on edge. Once I got through those two hurdles, however, the rest went really quick. Voting straight ticket is a wonderful thing.