Good morning, fellow anons. I just need a moment to whine and bitch monumentally for a moment and then I should be…well…meh.
I live in central Florida and I have been prepping all week (since I found out that POTUS was finally having a rally that a poorfag could attend since it was local) to go to the rally. I took tonight off of work, worked from 2200-0600 this morning, I bought all of my rally supplies (poster boards, giant Sharpies and other stuff so I could make, have and pass out extras to any patriots or anons I happened to run into, spent part of my shift last night making a lovely poster for POTUS)….because I was JUST SURE that I was going to get off work , drive the 30+ miles from work, shower, get ready and put on my new OAnon jersey that I bought specifically for the rally, load up my supplies and head back to Tampa where I'd PLANNED to arrive by noon at the fairgrounds thinking I'd be one of the first several dozen people there, wait ALL afternoon until the doors opened at 4pm & the rally itself starts at 7pm, and believed that with all of that I would have maybe a 50/50 chance to either, A. Be up front within 30-50ft of POTUS so he could see my poster and at least make eye contact with me, B. Be up along where POTUS walks up to the podium and maybe have the honor of shaking his hand and telling him how grateful I am to him for what he is doing for all of us/the country/the world, or C. Be blessed enough to get option B AND get an photo of/with him or maybe an autograph on my commemorative Trump coin that I purchased while he was still President-Elect because I knew-even before he took office, even before Q-that he would be an amazing president.
So in summation, I have literally looking forward to this rally and the hope of meeting POTUS the entire week; even with the utter exhaustion that would have ensued it would have all been more than worth it. But then at 0630 when I got home, i texted a former co-worker & very good friend to tell him i was going to the rally and how incredibly EXCITED I was….and i told him the part about wanting to get there by noon at the latest so I would be "way early" and have a chance at a good spot, to which he informed me: "You better hurry up and get your ass in line because people been there since 3 o'clock this morning…you can sleep in line.." I said, "Are you kidding me????" & he said, "Nope, just saw it on the news."
So yeah, just like that my hope/dream of just once meeting in person the man I/we have been following and trusting and cheering and everything else for just deflated like a balloon…I am extremely sad and let down and I feel like I may never have this opportunity again…but at painful as it is to say and admit, I am going to miss out on the rally. I guess I am just going to sit here and live stream it and watch it with you glorious fags. Don't get me wrong, I love you fags (no homo) but it just won't be the same as being in the room with The Man and all of that incredible , amazing energy that you can almost sense-even when watching it on T.V. SIGH.
So there it is…I'm sorry it was such a lengthy, epic bitchfest…but I'm done now.