Yesterday, Mark Riley of WWRL (who played journalistic straight man to manic comedian Marc Maron in the late, lamented Morning Sedition, mentioned the fact that certain neighborhoods in NYC had abysmally low census returns. Well, my census form finally arrived in the mail today, eight days after the April 1 deadline. Being the sort of person who takes his civic duty seriously, I had already picked up a form at the local public library, and sent it in on the first. Funny, the Department of Commerce had sent me two letters informing me of the importance of filling out the form which they didn't send out on time.
On April 27, I start a four day training session, then will be employed as a census enumerator. I am looking forward to this gig, as I could use some extra cash, I'd love an insiders' view of the census-taking process, and I am eager to rekindle the feelings I had when I did field work (no joke) in investigations (mostly auto-accident cases, but the freaky ones, the ones in which the participants- unlike normal people- didn't cooperate with their carriers). It'll be good wearing out some shoe leather, and perambulating through neighborhoods both familiar and strange.