I wonder what it’s like. You’re some schmuck working in hospital, thinking your sh*t don’t stink. Making decisions that effect other people’s lives up to and including folks dying.
Then one day your admin assistant tells you that the White House is on the phone. At first you’re like, whatever, you get on the line, identify yourself and you hear, “standby for the President”. Sh*t just got real.
Then you hear the voice, the tone, and the delivery and you realize that the most powerful man on the planet wants answers from you. Sh*t just got really, real.
I’m betting you better have some answers.
I bet it was the worst day of some little petty tyrants life. Wish I could have seen it.