This was in the 2000 primaries.
I entered the polling place, walked up to the table, and gave the poll worker my name. Once he confirmed my registration, there was this really nice little woman (who was 90 years old if she was a day) handing out the ballots. In the local drawl, she asked, "Now honey, are you a Republican or a Democrat?"
"I'm a Libertarian." I replied proudly.
She got an extremely quizzical look on her face, and, after a long pause, asked, "Is that a Republican, or a Democrat?"
It was 1980, and the first time I was old enough to vote. My father was explaining the voting process to me for the next day.
"First you go over to the school."
"OK, Dad."
"When you go in the door, go to the head table to check in. Give them your name and address."
"OK, Dad."
"They'll check you off and direct you to one of the voting machines."
"OK, Dad."
"You go inside and pull the lever to close the curtain."
"OK, Dad."
"Then you pull the lever that says RONALD REAGAN."
My mother had a bit of a fit over that, but let's face it, the man knew what he was talking about.