I was at my mom's house in Mississippi. I was taking off my shoes in one of the rooms that I remember as a kid - my mom's bedroom/the computer room. There were shoes everywhere, even though it was just my mom and I. Most of the shoes were black. My mom was telling me how she was going to vote for trump because she was offered a promotion at work to vote for him. I was outraged and demanded to know who it was so I could get that person fired. I ranted about how backwards Mississippi is. My mom gave me some old newspapers that were supposed to show how they asked her to vote but it didn't say who asked her and she didn't tell me. I wasn't sure what to do and I thought about asking my friend who is a lawyer. I went to my old room, which was also covered in shoes. I felt like I didn't have any room, but realized I left my shoes in my mom's room.