Okay, this afternoon I was taking a nap and I thought I heard a strange noise from my cell phone. I picked it up and clicked on the line, only to hear a conversation get started.
Here is what I remember:
“Harry (sniff), it’s Joe.”
“Joe, I told you to quit calling me. We kicked you out.”
“But Harry, I can’t quit crying. He said (sniff) he would pick meeee!”
“I’m sorry, Joe. We told you he was bad news.”
“Please let me back in, Harry. I’ll be good (sniff). I promise.”
“Joe, I told you the only way I can stay in charge is by kicking you out. Nothing personal.”
“Harry, I’ll do any(sniff)thing.”
“Joe, I really don’t think there’s anything you can do now to help yourself. And try to stop crying.”
“Harry, I have an idea. When I get up to give my speech Monday, I’ll tear up the written copy and say that I endorse Barack. Would that get me back in?”
“Wow, Joe, if you do that, I might just be able to help you.”
“Thanks, (sniff) Harry.”
“Joe?”
“Yeah, Harry?”
“Will you check my bearings?”
That’s when I hung up.


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