Then I was an independent election observer. Having collected the signatures required, I arrived in my hometown. I was rebuffed by the local election commission four times, they claimed the signatures were fake or the text was unreadable. As a result, I was registered [as an observer]. But the way they behaved was disgusting.
Playing the pandemic card, they did not allow us [independent observers] to be in the building. Notably, the members of the commission were not wearing any masks. When it rained, we were barred from standing on the porch under the entrance canopy, since, according to them, we could 'create obstacles for voters' and contribute to the spread of COVID-19. So we had to be outside. They said there were no chairs in the school. 'You may not go to the toilet due to the coronavirus,' they said. That 'coronavirus' issue popped up only when those regime minions needed a convenient excuse. They also tasked a person with keeping an eye on us; he was constantly pacing back and forth. At some moment he even put a white ribbon on his hand, it was a very poor show. We brought our own chairs, asked to use the toilet in a shop near the school, and continued to count the number of voters. With every passing day, we witnessed the growing discrepancy between our results and the records in the commission's protocols.