I have seen many people marching in front of the ballot box. Some alienated, some determined, some happy and some just plain bored. Well, you are unique and unlike any of the following types of men. But think about it. Do you not like any of them at all?
The proud grandfather
The one who honors the ballot box with his vote. Because he had voted even after the Civil War. Because he had also voted in the referendum. Because he has seen more prime ministers than the championships of AEK (no misunderstanding). Because on election Sunday he will put on his good suit, straighten his hair with a hair straightener and go to perform a sacred duty. What he fought for and is now proud of.
The bored kid
They picked him up. Not the politicians. His parents. In fact, they have lifted him up like they run him every Holy Saturday in the church. You can see it in his face, the boredom and the paleness. On the one hand, he is grilling him for voting for the first time, but don't spoil his Sunday, friend. By the time he gets into the screen he's tweeting how bored he is. He can also draw some idiot on the ballot.
The determined politician
There are many with party ideals and beliefs soaked in their blood. Some because they really believe in a party and its declarations, others because they are comfortable and expect more from this party. They are the ones who come in prouder than everyone else in the room. They may even have the ballot folded in their pocket. And they are also the first to make a fuss like this and they have finally crushed the party's ballot.
The democrat family man
He brings the family into line. Son and daughter in front. Behind them is the wife and he is the last to close the group. He sees voting as a family moment, a moment when the family joins society. He is even more proud if his pride has taken his political beliefs but he doesn't mind too much if his son turns out to be a rebel.
The restless indignant
He has come to tan. To punish. You cut him off from style and nervousness. He wants it to end. He glares at the lawyer, certain that he too is a scumbag – part of the system. At best, he will throw straw in the ballot box. In any other case he will vote for a very small party to punish the big ones.
The beach
He doesn't really care. In other words, he is interested, but not very interested. For him, election Sunday is a very good opportunity for coffee, a visit to his mother's family and home-cooked food, but also to stop by a friend's house for the exit polls. He usually arrives at the polling station in the afternoon since he has spent his morning at the beach or at a nearby cafe. He thought about it very basically whether he will come to vote. "After they will come out themselves, baby".
The water-boiled voter
I'm like that too. Like the majority of people I think. You want something to happen in the political landscape, you think about it, you vote. But we are strangers. And you and me.
oneman.gr
I'm definitely a "Beach guy" I already voted sweet frappe with milk at 7 o'clock the omadara starts and we'll see
The proud grandfather
The one who honors the ballot box with his vote. Because he had voted even after the Civil War. Because he had also voted in the referendum. Because he has seen more prime ministers than the championships of AEK (no misunderstanding). Because on election Sunday he will put on his good suit, straighten his hair with a hair straightener and go to perform a sacred duty. What he fought for and is now proud of.
The bored kid
They picked him up. Not the politicians. His parents. In fact, they have lifted him up like they run him every Holy Saturday in the church. You can see it in his face, the boredom and the paleness. On the one hand, he is grilling him for voting for the first time, but don't spoil his Sunday, friend. By the time he gets into the screen he's tweeting how bored he is. He can also draw some idiot on the ballot.
The determined politician
There are many with party ideals and beliefs soaked in their blood. Some because they really believe in a party and its declarations, others because they are comfortable and expect more from this party. They are the ones who come in prouder than everyone else in the room. They may even have the ballot folded in their pocket. And they are also the first to make a fuss like this and they have finally crushed the party's ballot.
The democrat family man
He brings the family into line. Son and daughter in front. Behind them is the wife and he is the last to close the group. He sees voting as a family moment, a moment when the family joins society. He is even more proud if his pride has taken his political beliefs but he doesn't mind too much if his son turns out to be a rebel.
The restless indignant
He has come to tan. To punish. You cut him off from style and nervousness. He wants it to end. He glares at the lawyer, certain that he too is a scumbag – part of the system. At best, he will throw straw in the ballot box. In any other case he will vote for a very small party to punish the big ones.
The beach
He doesn't really care. In other words, he is interested, but not very interested. For him, election Sunday is a very good opportunity for coffee, a visit to his mother's family and home-cooked food, but also to stop by a friend's house for the exit polls. He usually arrives at the polling station in the afternoon since he has spent his morning at the beach or at a nearby cafe. He thought about it very basically whether he will come to vote. "After they will come out themselves, baby".
The water-boiled voter
I'm like that too. Like the majority of people I think. You want something to happen in the political landscape, you think about it, you vote. But we are strangers. And you and me.
oneman.gr
I'm definitely a "Beach guy" I already voted sweet frappe with milk at 7 o'clock the omadara starts and we'll see
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