Not a ring, but a purple mark that says I've voted. A tad disappointed though - this time the mark is not on the rude finger. Sad. I really enjoyed flaunting that. Guess assembly elections are not as flamboyant as general elections.
Had big fat huge row with man at polling booth, as usual. He was too lazy to find my name and tried to send me back home. Gave him a stern lecture on kantala in the time of democracy. He cowered and with fumbling fingers found my name in the log book. Jerk!
Now at work, muttering darkly under my breath about whip-wielding employers who deny virtous democratic souls a holiday after they keep the wheels of democracy moving. Sigh.