Get your earplugs, people! It's horn-tootin' time at the homestead of Val.
Genius has been elected to be a floor governor at the University of Smart. It's true. He texted me after 10:30 last night. I didn't see it until around 2:00 a.m. But my pajama buttons were bursting with pride.
Of course, I don't know what a floor governor is. Perhaps it's a drunken public official who can no longer stand. A floor governor. Or one who makes sure hallways are swept, common carpet areas vacuumed, and toilet tiles scrubbed. A floor governor. Whatever the case, I am pleased as punch. The good kind. With sherbet and pineapple juice and 7-UP and mini marshmallows.
After a request for further information, perhaps in his first formal response as an elected official, Genius informed me that he did not campaign for the position per se, but let it be known that he was running for the office. He gave a speech. And was elected. Apparently, there are five floor governors per 100 people. That's a lot of drinkin', or a lot of clean floorage. Genius will attend residence hall meetings to voice the concerns of his constituents, and have his finger in the till regarding the distribution of dormitory funds. He will assist in organizing activities for his fellow residents. Like a party planner!
His grandma is puffed with pride as well. I could feel her smile beaming through the land-line. You'd think we were all key members of his campaign. "What was it you said Genius got elected to again? I've been telling my friends about him all day. I told them he was elected Hall Monitor."
Yes. We are all very proud.