King of the Cubicle Farm

So, the Prez headed to the Boss’s home town this week — Freehold, N.J., that is, made famous in this particularly depressing tune from the mid-80s — to visit a debt counseling agency and give a “major economic speech.” If you were watching live, what you saw was the Commander-in-Chief standing amidst rows of cubicles filled with what looked like PBS pledge-drive volunteers on headsets, ready to take your calls:

INTENDED MESSAGE:  We’re so busy doing the good work of helping Americans in hard times that we don’t even take a break when the President drops by.

ACTUAL MESSAGE:  This lamest of lame duck leaders has been rendered so utterly irrelevant that he commands less attention than Bob from Accounting.

“Hey girl, what’d you do last night?…No shit. Aight, aight, cool…What’s that? Oh, I don’t know, they got the President or some shit talking here…Yeah, in my office. Bitch is being loud standing RIGHT next to my cubicle…I know! Like, why they got to be all up in my bidness? Anyway, we still going to Temptations tonight?”

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