It was around 1984, the wife and I just purchased our first home in Cohoes, New York. The house needed some fixing up, so I applied at the city hall for a building permit. Two days later, I received a letter stating my application was turned down. I called the codes department and asked why I was turned down. The man on the other end said there was a little problem, but he would send a man to my house later to help me.
Hours later a man showed at my door, introduced himself as a person from the Democratic Committee, and he had my problem solved. He handed me two enrollment cards Already filled out with the party of our choice, Democratic! We signed our cards, he reached into his satchel, and handed us our building permit. What personal service! He thanked us. We were now loyal Cohoes Democrats!
Several months later, it came to us to use our new found voting rights for the first time. In front of the School 4 polling place was another Democratic Committee person, known by us, with clipboard in hand. She checked off on the sheet that we had already voted down the democratic line.
I then entered the building, signed in and went to the booth. At this time I was pretty ticked off at the gall of the committee, first telling me I needed to sign the application for party in order to get a building permit, second for the assumption that I was voting their way. I looked at the rows of levers in front of me, and voted the entire Republican line. My duty to the Cohoes Democrats was done.
I gave the thumbs up to the committee person on the way out with a huge heart felt smile on my face.
I realized later. though I did vote my conscious, that I would never waste my vote again. I have been a constant voter ever since, down all party lines. If you earned my vote, you got it.
Never assume you know a person. It will come back and bite you.