On Ceiling Fans and Looking Like Crap

No matter your feelings about our Presidential candidates, this one is kinda funny. According to a recent post on "The Swamp," a blog from the Tribune's Washington bureau, Mr. Obama was knocking on doors in Holland, Ohio, "making his way through a neighborhood of modest ranch and split-level homes."

Having a presidential candidate knock on your door (when you're actually at home) might be akin to having Nielsen Media Research ask you to install a meter on your TV. It happens to people all the time, but it doesn't happen to me.

Anyhoo, it turns out that Sue Sekel, a 43-year old healthcare worker dressed for a day of Sunday housecleaning, opened her front door to discover Mr. Obama on her doorstep.

Later, Ms. Sekel told reporters it was "the one day I come home to clean ceiling fans and look like crap, and then this happens."

What woman doesn't relate to this? It was your big moment, and you weren't wearing mascara. Or a brassiere. Or shoes. Or whatever. I love Sue Sekel for putting it all in perspective.

Because really, what's more memorable ... having a meaningful conversation with (perhaps) the next President of the United States, or the feeling of a missed opportunity to wow the guy? ;-)