So anyways, on Friday, we were given some free time. I read in the newspaper that President Bush was going to be at the White House for national fitness day. So I started thinking, which more often than not gets me into trouble. I got this idea in my head about how I could manage to meet the president. So I went up to my hotel room and changed into a dark blue suit with a red tie, slicked my hair back, put on a pair of rap around shades, put an earphone in my ear, and went to the White House. When I arrived at the White House, President Bush was on the lawn about 75 yards beyond the fence. I stood in front of the fence, looking official. I noticed out of the corner of my eye a van pull up. It looked kind of suspicious, so I decided to move to a different location.
After I repositioned myself a group of kids, they must have been 1st or 2nd graders down there on a field trip, came up to me and started asking me questions. They were the types of questions a typical 1st or 2nd grader would ask. Like “Do you know the president?” “What’s it like being in the Secret Service?” or “Have you ever killed anyone?” You know… that type of question. So while I was in the mist of this I notice that van pull up again. This time seven people jumped out of it. Four faded back and three approached me at a rather brisk pace. Then two faded back a bit, and one came up to me and said in a loud firm voice, “And you are agent whom?” To which I replied, “Excuse me?” To which he said in a louder, more firm voice, “And you are agent whom?” To which I replied, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Then he said, “What are you doing here?” And I said, “Oh, nothing… Just hanging around.” To which he replied “NO! You are not just hanging around… we have been watching you.”
Meanwhile I had a bunch of friend sitting on a nearby bench laughing hysterically and taking picture of the whole thing. After a while, I managed to convince him I was only a sophomore in high school and not out to assassinate the president. He recommended that I leave the premises rather quickly. But for the rest of the day whenever we looked behind us there was a guy on a bike with a walkie-talkie.
But the best part was later that day a woman came up to me and said, “You know, the security did not appreciate that stunt you pulled, but us in the office found it quite humorous.” Make of that what you will.
