President Iraq O’Bomb-a (he’s of Saudi-Irish descent, but we swear he was born here), wakes up at 6:30 am and rolls out of bed. He leapt out of bed for the first 120 or so days of his Presidency, but he’s been working pretty hard since then, so now he’s more of a roller. Like any dad, President O’Bomb-a’s day starts pretty normally. He kisses his wife good morning (after brushing first, per her request), showers and shaves, wakes his sons and gets them ready for school, grabs a quick breakfast and then prepares to govern the country. Okay, so that last part veered away from the norm a bit.
Over breakfast, the President skims through a half dozen national papers to get a gist of what’s going on in the world (he spends significantly more time on the front page stories than he does catching up on the trials and tribulations of Dilbert). Then he does a little less skimming as he reads through the national security briefing, so he can fill in the blanks not covered by national news reporters.
The President is then visited by his secretary, who presents him with a handful of letters on Presidential stationery that await his signature. These are in response to a select few letters to which the President is “responding.” To be fair, he does read them, but he doesn’t really have time to sit around all day answering everyone’s questions about universal healthcare and economic crisis.
The President then meets with his senior staff as they discuss all pressing issues, both of the day at hand as well as of some larger, overarching situations. Like why Chuck was canceled and what can be done to bring it back. He attends and oversees several such meetings over the course of the next couple of hours, until finally he has to leave to visit an elementary school, where he is scheduled to appear as part photo op/part pushing the agenda of hurricane preparedness. (Hurricane Xena is currently threatening to pummel the East Coast). On the way back to the White House (so nice that he gets to work from home), he stops off for lunch at Dippin’ Dogs, a popular local eatery that specializes in deep-fried hot dogs. While healthcare is a big issue, no one ever said the President has to be conscious of his own health. Otherwise, Clinton never would have been elected.
At 1 pm the President has to attend his daily briefing in front of reporters, where they bombard him with questions of a varying nature (unless there’s something of particular interest on that given day) and he does his best to respond diplomatically, and only as completely as need be. Yes, part of his job is to communicate how things are going to the rest of the nation, but he’s got a lot of important stuff to do! This portion of his day is mostly just a giant pain in the POTUS.
He’s got him right by the POTUS.
Once this press conference has wrapped, the President has to be zipped over to Air Force One so he can fly to Israel, where he has a meeting the following morning with the Prime Minister to discuss our country’s commitment to the pursuit of peace in the Middle East. There’s much more to it than that, of course, but unfortunately Shmoop isn’t privy to everything that goes on in those meetings. You’ll have to ask him yourself.