The Last Call of the Day

[tualha]

(Author's note: This story is based on Season 3, Episode 7 of The West Wing, "The Indians in the Lobby". No copyright infringment is intended.)

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Debbie hung up, hit the hold button, and stretched. Around her, the other team members were all on calls. Thanksgiving. Toughest time of the year. Which is why you can't slack for long. One

Comments

[ekaterin24]

OMG!!

This is excellent! Great first fanfic! You have a good sense of dialogue, and of course your spelling and grammar are flawless.

Now, write me one about Donna being her adorable self. I love her! Let's see, considering how long it took me to write that SiP fic for you, you can have about a year and a half to write it. I'm teasing, sort of. If you get an inspiring plotbunny in your head, go for it!

I like that one a lot

[anonymous]

I don't normally watch West Wing, but I watched the youtube clip to get the context for your story. VERY funny! I love how the white house staffers are all collaborating on the call as if it were a top-priority national project. ;-D Funny to think how it must have sounded from the other side! I wonder how I would have felt, had I worked on a consumer hotline and the President called ME up!

(Actually, I did once work on a hotline, and, coming home at the end of the day, I would look at the people on the street, and wonder what they "looked like over the phone" and whether they had been the ones calling me that day.)

Thank you for sharing this!