And by meet, I mean sat close to at a basketball game at my alma mater.

And by close, I mean about 5 rows away, which was apparently as close as the Secret Service felt comfortable with.

I think they’re the only people in the world who like personal space as much as I do.

Kudos to you, Secret Service guy.

Oh wait, who’s that? Bill Murray you say? Well hello there.

Let me introduce you to some friends of mine.

All in a day’s work.