For some reason I don't appreciate that look on Margaret's face. What's
going to happen next, she's gonna beg me to check into the dental records of
her neighbor's cat. Why does she care so much about a siamese with a broken
leg? No, go away. I have a meeting. God, some women I'll never understand.
She's a good kid though. She tries so hard. The stupid joke about eggs a
while back wasn't so bad once I found out what the heck she was talking
about. Not everyone knows that 'oeuf' is the french word for 'egg', right?
Maybe I just wasn't thinking about it hard enough. But why the hell should I
think about a joke? Okay, never mind. She's a good kid, and I like her, even
if she does worry a little too much . . . and whine .. . and persist. . .

Yah, she's a good kid.

I got a damn security meeting after lunch. The routine around here is
getting so menial. The staff meeting was as usual, so I've got everything to
go on, but I'd still rather be somewhere else. I wonder if Mallory has plans
for lunch today. I know Jed doesn't, so he'll probably insist on me coming to
have it with him, unless I can get Mal to save me. Hell, that's right. She's
at that damn teacher's convention.

I don't understand this job sometimes. We're up here trying to make the
world a better place and yet we're always met by people who are trying to
bring us down or people that are so convinced that we're wrong they're ready
to destroy the foundation of a nation. I've got leeches all over me, trying
to bring me down. I got reporters digging to uncover every last speck of dirt
on any worker in this house, even the mailman and I've got politicians
running around to bring down anybody on my major staff because they have to
win. I just want to make the world a better place! What the hell is wrong
with that??

Ow. Note to self: Do not kick big potted plants. It hurts.

Holy cow, Sam, slow down. You were about to crash into me. Yeah, I was
just about to have lunch. What? What do you mean? Hit by a car? Is he okay?
Where is he? Well, find out! Goddamn it, that boy is clueless sometimes. What
did he think I could do? Wave some wand and make Toby all right? I'm tired of
carrying these people. No, wait. They're good people. I just think that they
sometimes look to me for a father figure that I don't feel like providing.
I've already got a kid, I don't need seven more. Besides, the way I'm feeling
lately, it's like I've recently acquired 275 million new children. And in the
process, I lost my wife. Goddamn it.

CJ, where's Josh? Yeah, I know. Okay, listen, Toby got hit by a car.
Yeah, I know. Sam's finding out. Okay. Tell Josh if you see him. I'm gonna
see what needs to be done. Okay. Yeah. CJ, you okay? Yeah, okay. Going,
going. God, that woman needs . .. never mind what she needs. I wonder where
the President is. God, this day just keeps getting better and better.

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