GOFFSTOWN, N. H. -- Such are the indignities of the presidential campaign trail: You might have commanded battalions and led armies into war, but today, you're bagging groceries at Sully's Superette and asking strangers, brightly: "Plastic or paper?" Or you're manning the drive-through at a Dunkin' Donuts in Derry, with 15 cameras whirring and snapping as you make change.
If this is a jarring transition for Wesley Clark, he doesn't show it. He wears a permanent grin, gripping every hand he can find -- even of an aide or a reporter. At the Dunkin' Donuts early Friday, he seemed intent on learning how to work the drive-through's sliding glass window, and he seemed reluctant when aides tugged him to leave his post and work the interior.
"Go back to the line?" he said. "I want to say `Hi' to this woman!"
The man who has never run for office quickly mastered the art of looking relentlessly cheerful, at town hall meetings, meet-and-greets, even tense encounters with press.
http://www.boston.com/news/nation/articles/2004/01/25/clark_adapts_to_superior_officers/ I had to include this line:
"Not to mention the fact that your underlings don't have to be deferential. Clark's aides have commented on his less-than-rhythmic clapping and have mocked him for his music preferences, which tend toward 1980s power ballads"