george & me
So my co-workers and I are sitting there in the gymnasium of the Boys & Girls Club. It’s a packed house — everyone’s dressed spiffy and the women are all wearing lip gloss — and waiting for the fateful words from the announcer: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the president of the United States of America.” Every half hour or so, the announcer begins in that mellifluous tone: “Ladies and gentlemen….” and continues: “Please turn your cell phones and pagers to ‘off’ or ‘vibrate.'” It’s a big let-down. We gaze around at the cameras, at the men with earpieces and trenchcoats. We are bored as hell.

More to come about my presidential morning.

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