My weekend of wallowing in self-pity really didn't help me much,
considering Dolly Levi will be blowing into town on Thursday. My only hope
is that some really critical piece of legislation that requires Josh's
undivided attention will pop up between now and Thursday. I had just
finished praying for some kind of republican coup d'etat, when Toby came
through the bullpen whistling. Toby was whistling. I think hell just froze
over.
"Toby, is everything ok? You're, um, whistling." My incredibly arrogant, self- centered boss asks.
"Josh, I think this is going to be one of the lightest work weeks we have ever had." Toby continues to spout political jargon, as I sit at my desk wallowing.
My mother is coming into town in 4 days, and the White House Gods decide to make this a light week. Wonderful. I need to think of a way to keep my mother away from Josh. I need a compatriot. An ally. An accomplice.
CJ once complimented my criminal mind. I think it's time I returned the favor.
I plopped myself down on CJ's couch, and swung my legs up next to me. "Hey CJ."
"Hey Donna." she looked up from the papers she was reading and smiled. "What can I do for you?"
"CJ, have I ever told you..."
"Donna, I owe your for my 'potpourri kitty.' What can I do?"
"I need you to help me keep my mother away from Josh."
CJ looked at me from over her glasses. "Does your mother have an affinity for arrogant, middle- aged men with egos that require their own zip code?"
"No, but she thinks I do. My mother is on her way here to play matchmaker. She wants to hook me up with Josh."
CJ stood up so fast her chair shot back and slammed into the wall. "Carol!"
"What's wrong CJ? Was it something I said?" I say innocently.
"Oh don't start that with me! This is a light work week. Light! I am not going to spend it coming up with ways to break the news to the press that you are involved with Josh Lyman."
"Well, in a way..."
"I heard nothing! Nothing!" CJ is yelling now. Carol popped her head in the office. "Get me a list of all the asinine tasks you can come up with. Donna, if you'll excuse me, I have to go think up some things for Josh to do this week."
"No problem CJ." I say easily, feeling very satisfied with myself. I left CJ's office feeling secure in the knowledge that Josh and my mother would never be in the same room.
Let me give you a tip: never underestimate the criminal mind. I made that mistake. CJ is really much more devious than she appears. If I had gone back to CJ's office an hour later, I would have found her, Carol and Sam on the phone with my mother, plotting my dream date with Josh.
However, I remained blissfully ignorant of all this. Never underestimate the criminal mind my friend. Cause it works both ways.
"Toby, is everything ok? You're, um, whistling." My incredibly arrogant, self- centered boss asks.
"Josh, I think this is going to be one of the lightest work weeks we have ever had." Toby continues to spout political jargon, as I sit at my desk wallowing.
My mother is coming into town in 4 days, and the White House Gods decide to make this a light week. Wonderful. I need to think of a way to keep my mother away from Josh. I need a compatriot. An ally. An accomplice.
CJ once complimented my criminal mind. I think it's time I returned the favor.
I plopped myself down on CJ's couch, and swung my legs up next to me. "Hey CJ."
"Hey Donna." she looked up from the papers she was reading and smiled. "What can I do for you?"
"CJ, have I ever told you..."
"Donna, I owe your for my 'potpourri kitty.' What can I do?"
"I need you to help me keep my mother away from Josh."
CJ looked at me from over her glasses. "Does your mother have an affinity for arrogant, middle- aged men with egos that require their own zip code?"
"No, but she thinks I do. My mother is on her way here to play matchmaker. She wants to hook me up with Josh."
CJ stood up so fast her chair shot back and slammed into the wall. "Carol!"
"What's wrong CJ? Was it something I said?" I say innocently.
"Oh don't start that with me! This is a light work week. Light! I am not going to spend it coming up with ways to break the news to the press that you are involved with Josh Lyman."
"Well, in a way..."
"I heard nothing! Nothing!" CJ is yelling now. Carol popped her head in the office. "Get me a list of all the asinine tasks you can come up with. Donna, if you'll excuse me, I have to go think up some things for Josh to do this week."
"No problem CJ." I say easily, feeling very satisfied with myself. I left CJ's office feeling secure in the knowledge that Josh and my mother would never be in the same room.
Let me give you a tip: never underestimate the criminal mind. I made that mistake. CJ is really much more devious than she appears. If I had gone back to CJ's office an hour later, I would have found her, Carol and Sam on the phone with my mother, plotting my dream date with Josh.
However, I remained blissfully ignorant of all this. Never underestimate the criminal mind my friend. Cause it works both ways.