I’m on the phone tonight with Mark Penn going over campaign strategy and I give him a couple of ‘action items.’ He balks. No, not really balks; worse. He says, “Madam Senator, that’s not in my job description.”
Job description? This guy gets paid more than any other person on my campaign staff, and he still heads his own company and knocks down a full-time salary, and he charges us for every little thing he does. I ask him to tape Saturday Night Live tonight and he flat out refused.
‘Hey Mark,’ I think to myself, ‘How about if I tell everyone you WERE a pain in the rear?’
Half of all the money I spend on campaign advisors is worthless. The problem is that I don’t know which half. It’s time to move Mark’s name into the worthless column.
Just last week he was giving me grief about picking up some laundry for me. The week before he complained when I asked him to bring his laptop to a strategy meeting. Mine was on the fritz. Again. It’s a Dell.
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