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.