You may have heard that the New Hampshire primary is tomorrow. That means that every presidential candidate, consultant, talking head and political reporter is crammed into the Granite State -- searching for last-minute votes, momentum and story lines.

If you live in New Hampshire and love politics, it's great. If you live and New Hampshire and don't love politics, you are the unidentified woman above.

She finds herself caught in the middle of a Carly Fiorina event at a diner in Manchester -- crowded out by cameras and people everywhere. This shot -- posted on Twitter by the Union Leader -- captures the fact that everyone else sitting at the diner counter appears to have headed for the doors amid the Fiorina bustle.

Everyone but her, that is. She's still got a half cup of coffee and two eggs. And she isn't going anywhere.

This is a surprisingly common occurrence in New Hampshire (and every other early voting state). For all of the "Iowans/New Hampshirites love politics and take their job of picking a president so, so seriously" (sidebar: barf), there are plenty of people in these early voting states who don't care all that much about politics and/or just want to have breakfast in peace.

I still remember, vividly, traveling to New Hampshire to follow then-Mississippi Gov. Haley Barbour around for a day as he considered the possibility of running for president. It was April 2011. Barbour's first stop of the day was at Chez Vachon, a French-Canadian diner in Manchester. It was early in the morning. There were, maybe, 10 people in the diner. There were double that number of reporters, videographers and cameramen -- knocking into tables, leaning in to hear the small talk between Barbour and the "normal" people at the diner, shining the bright camera lights everywhere to catch "local color."

There were a few people genuinely interested in meeting Barbour. Or, in truth, interested in meeting someone -- they likely didn't know Barbour from a hole in the wall -- who had cameramen and reporters following him around. Most, however, had the grim "here we go again" or the "I just wanted to get some Chinese pie" look on their faces that, as a reporter, I know all too well.

The good news for that woman? By this time on Wednesday, you will have ample space and time to enjoy your breakfast. The circus will have moved on.