Hello, Tom Potter
Almost literally bumped into Portland Mayor-Elect Tom Potter at a friend’s holiday open house this afternoon.
Damn crutches.
He’s a very vivacious guy. What are you supposed to say to a public figure when you meet them in a relaxed, unofficial setting? “I enjoyed voting for you” sounds pretty lame, and I couldn’t think of anything else because my foot was hurting and I was looking for our hostess so I could say good-bye. He offered to get me some cider, but I politely declined.
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