The election is over and I’ve started packing my personal effects in my office. Pictures, plants, books…they all get put into boxes as I wait for the phone to ring. I am surprised that it is taking so long to get the call, though.
I thought the call would come yesterday but I was disappointed.
What call? Why would you even ask that question…I’ve been drinking from an Obama coffee cup for nearly two years. I’ve had a bumper sticker on my car for the same length of time. I gave him a few bucks. I have TWO yard signs. So, to be honest, I’m surprised I haven’t gotten the call to be on the new President Elect’s Cabinet or White House Staff.
I am perfectly prepared to serve at my President’s side. I’ve been watching old episodes of West Wing. If you’ve ever watched the show, you know that I am the Indiana equivalent of Josh or Toby. Okay, not Toby. He’s too moody. But I always liked Sam Seaborn. He was witty and handsome and slightly flawed which made him interesting.
Yes, the call is coming. I can just feel it. They need me there. Now if you will excuse me, I have more West Wing to watch.