It, of course, is next door to the White House. Metro Access was to pick me up at 1:30 PM, so I was outside waiting at 1:30 PM. At 2PM I called the "Where Is My Ride?" line, and was told to wait... And again at 2:15... And again at 2:30... and so on until 4PM, when the bus finally came. Meanwhile, a stocky, serious looking man carrying some kind of ominous looking case came out and stood in the yard of the Old Executive Office Building and just and stared at me for 2 hours.Which means, I guess, that I am a massive waste of taxpayer dollars!
I saw Air Force One land on the White House lawn, and then I saw it depart again. At least I guess it was Air Force One - it landed right on the White House lawn. Do they let any other planes do that?
I imagined to myself that President Obama was looking out the window at me, and saying, "Look at that lovely lady sitting patiently there in a wheelchair. Lets appoint her ambassador to somewhere. Hillary, why don't you get right on that!"
But no one has called yet...
Maye I should write and give him my number?"
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