Today Could Really Suck


For one of two gentlemen, this night could turn out to be the lousiest night of their life. Somebody’s gotta lose.

That must really be a tremendous letdown to finish second. After eighteen months or so of babies drooling, people telling you how bad their life is and how you need to fix it, eating cheese in Wisconsin even though it backs you up and you spend the entire flight in the bathroom…NOTHING. ¬†You go home and lick your wounds; in Romney’s case you start drinking, and you think about whether you could do it again.

There’s probably only one person who can really relate: the athlete that pulls a hammy in the Olympic trials. That would be the only one that would know total dedication to something and then the ultimate disappointment until four years from then when you might be able to try again.

It’s different for the two candidates. At least Obama would have had his term. But really you don’t get to do your job until the second term; you are after all inheriting so much from the previous dude. (Wish I could say “or dudette”) Still, it must be like a woman who works while her man goes through eight years of medical school, only to have him walk away two weeks before the wedding because he discovers a younger woman wants him as well. All that planning and then you don’t get to see it through. Stupid little prick (and I mean that literally.)

Man I can’t sleep nights worried about my not being able to pay bills. I can’t imagine how it must feel worrying about the national debt. So much to think about, so much to do, so many opinions you’ve been listening to, so many things to rebut, work work work work. And then, the other guy wins.

That’s gotta suck.