For once I forgot to turn off the phone, and at 8 am stupid DNC called me in a cheerful voice from the East Coast to ask how many new seats did I think Democrats needed to pick up. The complete lack of understanding that the Midwest has a time difference and that people shouldn’t be woken up at an ungodly hour made me hate them with (an even greater) passion.
I feel like part of a despised heartland we hear so much about.
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For once I forgot to turn off the phone, and at 8 am stupid DNC called me in a cheerful voice from the East Coast to ask how many new seats did I think Democrats needed to pick up
Clarissa: still not a morning person.
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The plan was to sleep until 10. The bastards.
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Reblogged this on James' Ramblings.
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I unsubscribed to the DCCC. I kept getting messages telling me about how all these Democratic celebrities e-mailed me asking for money, and I keep ignoring them. I’m thinking, “I’m not enamored by your celebrities!”
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What’s even scarier is that some people think that 8 a.m. is a perfectly fine time to call someone.
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The best part is that I tried to have an afternoon nap and that’s when they called again. I can’t catch a break today.
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