The campaigner at my door
I just had someone at the door who is running for local public office. She said how wonderful it was to see me again, so I told her how wonderful it was to see her too. We talked about the weather, my job at 3M, her kids, she even asked about my four-year-old who must be getting so big now and so I assured her that yes, yes he sure is. I asked about her teenaged daughter and is she still enjoying sports? She does, but she’s growing up so fast; where does the time go anyway? this went on for about ten minutes. Thing is, I don’t have a four-year-old, I’ve never worked for 3M, I have no idea who she is, no idea if she has any kids, and I’m pretty sure she’s never met me either. Still, she did such an amazing job of keeping up the pretense for so long that I’m tempted to vote for her anyway. I only hope she is as impressed with my ability to make stuff up on the fly as I am with hers.