Oh, no

This looks bad.

See, I have a big nose. I’ve broken it twice. Once with my own knee (don’t ask). Once with a softball (never ever play catch with a guy named Rocket Arm in a dark gymnasium). I’ve never really liked my profile or the way I look when I interview somebody. My lips get poochy.

So you can imagine my horror when a rush of people came to my desk just as I was about to leave for the day.

It appears a candidate for Governor here has decided that I can help his cause…or something.

Do I get paid for this?