Two Weeks Notice

Today was a very special day for the 43rd President of the United States. According to my calculations he has only two weeks left in what has been a very stormy presidency. And you know what? I'll bet he's glad. I won't bore you with the details, but, we all have been affected by 9/11, the banking failures, and an economy that has been foundered to say the least. If you have never tendered a two week's notice letter it goes something like this: Dear So and So: It is with extreme regret that I tender to you my resignation effective two weeks from today. I am moving on to bigger and better things. I'm going to take a nap...for about a month. I thank you for all of the blah, blah, blahs you and your idiot associates have presented me with and wish you nothing but moonbeams and unicorns in your future endeavors. Sincerely, (Thank Goodness, I'm getting the hell out of here.) George W. Bush P.S. I am taking all of the office supplies that I could ever possibly need, as well as a few plates from the China Room. Whatcha' gonna do about it? Fire me? Now, I'm not exactly sure that is what his letter said, but, I bet I'm not too far off. As time marches forward to the inauguration of the next President, you know he's got to be sitting in the Oval Office reclining in his chair counting the ceiling tiles and getting dizzy from spinning his chair in complete circles. Two more weeks and then you're done. Take a rest, you've earned it.