Recently, I posted about my attempts to make my work nemesis, Loud Guy, vote for Obama. I am happy to say that despite having some extremely conservative view points, the allure of my approval was too great, and he came over to play for the good guys (or bad guys, depending on your point of view).
This morning, when I arrived at work, he looked sullen. "I AM KIND OF REGRETTING MY CHOICE," he told me. I asked him why. "WELL, ITS JUST THAT IF HE DOESN'T DO A GOOD JOB, I'LL FEEL RESPONSIBLE SINCE I VOTED FOR HIM."
"He won Ohio by 4%," I said. "Your vote didn't make a difference."
"WELL, I WILL FEEL GUILTY IF HE ISN'T SUCCESSFUL. I WON'T BE ABLE TO LOOK AT MYSELF IN THE MIRROR."
"That is the dumbest thing you've ever said, and that is a big accomplishment given some of the dumb shit you say," I replied. And we are back to normal.
