Don't talk to me, I voted

It turns out the local “get out the vote” chapter has an office in the same building where I work.  Yesterday the halls were filled with excited, energetic young people “mobilizing”.  There was much hustle and bustle as they came and went in small groups.  I admire their enthusiasm, but I found their intensity just a little frightening.  I was glad that I’d voted before coming to work.  My little red “I Voted” sticker served as a sort of protective bubble – allowing me to walk freely among them without concern