Stink eyes.

[madamesilverspurs]

Lots of stink eyes. Lookin' at me.

It's a small room that provides office space for our noob Republican congressman. In fact, it's the same room that had been occupied by our Democratic congresswoman, and she'd moved in after ousting the previous tenant, a Republican congresswoman. So we were already familiar with the place when we showed up to remonstrate with said congressman about his sponsorship of HB3 (the redefining rape thing).

By the time the open house officially started the room was already pretty full of those who were there to bask in his wonderfulness. Silly us, we'd had 'open house' hours in the same place and those who showed up were welcomed and given the opportunity to ask questions. Seems that the new protocol involves shaking his hand and praising him endlessly.

So, given the chance to be a carp in a box of sardines, I took his hand when he offered it and told him, "I'm not here to tell you that I'm happy with you. I'm here to express my concern about your sponsorship of HB3." With his best used car salesman smile frozen in place he said, "Yes, well, we've changed the wording thanks for coming." He tried to move to friendlier territory but I still had his hand. "But you agreed with the original wording, you signed on to THAT." He mumbled something about fixing the abuses of the Hyde Amendment, said to make an appointment to talk with him further, and he moved on down the line.

That's when I turned to leave and noticed the stink eyes. Yep, they're not liking me. As I made my way out of the room I spotted a couple of my compatriots awaiting their turns to not-suck-up. I'll meet them tomorrow for lunch, and we'll swap details then.

Meanwhile, I'm trying to decide if Lysol and bleach are sufficient to clean my hand. Ew.

[Jokinomx]

1. Great story... thanks for sharing :-)

:toast:

[Overseas]

2. K&R ! //nt