We already knew that the kid wasn't going to run.
Wait. He's not a kid. He's 23. When I was 23, I had been out of college for two years already. I had found and rented my own apartments several times already. Moved myself from Big City 1 to Medium Sized City 2. Made my own doctor appointments. Done my own laundry. Gotten my own renters insurance. Made my own will. (Oh yes I had a will.)
Twenty three is not kid.
So this young man - we will have to give him a name, but not yet because I have to think of a name I will actually remember. I can never remember what I have called people here.
This young man, we had heard from Very Connected Person, was not going to run.
But he still wanted to meet with Primo. I guess he didn't know that Primo knew he wasn't going to run and I guess he didn't think he could just tell him over the phone or send him an email. Both of those means are so last century.
Instead, he wanted to meet in person, which made me roll my eyes because good grief doesn't he know Primo has a job? (At least for now he has a job.) And that people with jobs cannot be dropping everything to go meet someone for coffee. That is not how things work.
Reader, prepare yourself. There is a plot twist ahead.
Not only does this young man not intend to run against Primo - he wants to run Primo's campaign.
Yes. He is bowing out of the race but wants to help Primo win.
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ReplyDeleteWow! That is really cool. I quite enjoyed that plot twist. I'm terrible with following politics, though (my brain doesn't work that way) so I assume it's good that he's throwing his support to Primo, but is he a viable candidate for campaign manager? Never mind, I guess I should just stay tuned. :)