"Hello," I said, in a warm friendly voice.
"Charlie baby! What the hell did you do on the View?!" the familiar voice of the CBS network executive boomed. He sounded incredibly agitated. I chuckled silently.
"That's just who I am," I told him. "I was just being myself. Can't help it. Sorry."
"Sorry? What are you talking about? You were perfect! What you did is all over the media! Everybody's talking about it!"
"Last week I had to twist arms to get you any air time. Now every show in the country is clammoring to have you on!"
"You're kidding." I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"You're doin' the Daily Show with Jon Stewart this afternoon. The car will be by in a few minutes."