On The Campaign Trail
The ringing of the phone echoed throughout the entire oval office. President Hunter rocked back and forth in his chair. His thumbs fidgeted as he twirled his campaign pencil in his hand. “Mr. President, sir?” His secretary called out to him. “You need to answer the call sir.” She said sternly. President Hunter had been thinking about this call since he made his decision to press the button earlier.
The decision that he made when word eventually got out to the public about it, would leave a lasting impression on the minds of millions of his supporters. The president began to tremble at the thought as the phone continued to ring. His mind dove into the potential backlash of executing the order. Images of this fateful day in various news columns. There would be riots and protest in the street.
His opponents would milk this in every debate. He would probably need to wear body armor at all times. The country would never be united when they found out what he had done. “Mister President?” Jocelyn the secretary asked.
“I’m answering.” President Hunter assured her as he fumbled with the phone. He then took a deep breath. ” Hello?” He answered and he was met with silence. “Hel…hello?” He said again, this time he was met with a young squeaky male voice.
“Um hi, uh we received your order but I’m sorry we’re out of pineapples for your pizza.”
Oh thank goodness, Hunter thought to himself, the pizza place didn’t have pineapples. America would never know about this. “That’s fine, my finger must’ve slipped on the order button on your site, I actually wanted cheese. Pineapple on pizza, that’s pretty ridiculous. You might as well put chicken noodle soup on there, am I right?” He chuckled nervously.
There was a long pause before the pizza guy replied. “Um…so yeah, that’ll be twenty bucks even.”
“That’s fine, have a great day. ” Hunter said slamming the phone down on its base. He was relieved but couldn’t help but wonder what might have been if his pizza had pineapples.
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