Pressing The Wrong Button!

After a friend told me, that i should become Prime Minister
I decided, after a few minutes of quiet deliberation, and contemplation
Why not?
So off i trundled, and put myself up as an independent candidate for the next general election
I won my sear hands down, a landslide victory was mine
The general public, obvious fed up with current availability
And perhaps yearning for some fresh blood, and someone new to blame
Took to me, like a duck to water!
Now all the other political parties took note of my success, especially as i was currently an independent. and such was the narrow margins of possible voters
They festooned me with much praise, and the party that was currently the opposition, wanted me the most. i know this, as they offered me the best bribes, which i was happy to accept
Within a few weeks, they elected me as their new leader
When the current government's leader Prime Minister resigned, due to a sex scandal, involving a camel. the new Prime Minister stepped in, and full of arrogance of his self worth, decided to cement his standing, by holding another general election, convinced it would be a walkover
Unfortunately for him, all it proved, was how much out of touch, he truly was,
and that he was not loved by anyone. but i was, and within a very short space of time, after that conversation with a friend, i was now Prime Minister!
This received global attention, so much so, i was made world leader of the free world (wherever that may be?)
In my office, there were various buttons on my desk
and the person explaining their individual uses to me, had really bushy eyebrows, and i was so focused on these, that i wasn't really listening, especially the part where he said "under no circumstances press this big red button, unless, you think there is going to be a nuclear strike!"
I only know this now, as everything said in this room was recorded
the very first phone call i received, came from the commander of all the free world forces. who happened to have his telly on quite loud, and happened to be watching a news item about some union action, and someone shouting through a megaphone "Strike now!"
I remember thinking "Oh crap!" and slammed my hand down on the big button
Unfortunately, this caused World War Three! and if that wasn't bad enough, i also sprained my wrist!
But the headline in the last newspaper ever published read
"She Meant Well!"

by Jemia