But there were also supposed to be different slips for the Official Judges - who are various library staff members - two of whom are the Library Director and the Library Chief Financial Officer.
So as luck would have it, they both come up first thing this morning and decide to get all judgey during my time on the desk. They are told by the Circ Desk staff that The Official Judgey Ballots are available at the Reference Desk ... which, apparently, they are supposed to be.
So the Director comes up to me and asks for a ballot. And I go all Ralph Kramden on her because I have no idea where they are because I don't see them and so, to her request for a ballot, I respond thusly:
"Hummina-hummina-hummina! Nawton! Where are those ballots? NAWTON!!"
I and the two other librarians on the desk go in futile search for these ballots. None of us can find them. Which is nice because Misery Loves Company, especially when Misery Will Soon Be Standing In The Unemployment Line.
Luckily, I later learned that it is NOT OUR FAULT that the ballots were unfindable because it turns out the woman in charge of this contest was running late this morning and had not come in yet and she HAD NOT EVEN MADE THE JUDGES' BALLOTS YET much less printed them out!
The solution I offered to the Director and the CFO was that they take a pink patron ballot, cross out the word "Patron" and write in the word "Director" or "CFO", as needed, just as they did in that episode of the TV show M*A*S*H:
Hawkeye: [exasperated at Quartermaster Sloan's denial of his request for a hospital incubator] We're not asking for a jukebox or a pizza oven!See, when you're a Reference Librarian, you gotz ta be quick on your FEET.
Captain Sloan: Oh, I can let you have one of those.
Henry Blake: No kidding! That would be great on movie nights! You got any of those pizza requisition forms?
Captain Sloan: [referring to a generic Army requisition form] Oh, just use one of those standard S-1798s and write in "pizza" where it says "machine gun."
I'm pretty sure nothing impresses a Library Director and CFO more than seeing three presumably well-trained Information Retrieval Experts looking high and low for a stupid form and not being able to find it.
How we doin', Boss?