“This is Chuck. Press 1 to leave a message. Press 2 to page me”
So I hear the Prez is gonna be near Delaware. That’s like maybe 2 hours from me so I think: “What the hell, I’ll go check into a speech and maybe I’ll get some scoop on what’s goin’ on”. So I make the drive and get there, but man what a let down. And what bullcrap. So you go through security and all that crap, but it ain’t like no picture show with a stage. It’s like a big old gym thing, so lot’s of the people sit behind him. And that’s why it looks like a crowd on the TV. So he starts in yappin’ and, kid, it was all about himself. He’s the biggest this, and the greatest that, and the most wonderful whoever. Bullcrap. I didn’t learn a damn thing and was pissed because I had to drive 2 hours home. Next time I feels the need to rub elbows with loud ignorant guys, I’ll just go down to Stosh’s Tavern. Bullcrap.