As I stuffed my mouth with buttered popcorn, he hit me with that question.
“Who are you voting for?”
My normal knee-jerk reaction is to laugh awkwardly and change the subject while screaming internally, “It’s none of your damn business!”
This time, however, with my mouth full of popcorn and a persistent man now asking me, “Are you voting for Trump?” I was forced to bobble my head in one direction or the other until he was somewhat satisfied with my vague answer.
Listen Canadians, Americans hate that question.
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