While standing outside of 2000 Penn last night with an undergrad professor, we had the pleasure of taking part in this gem from an obvious intern:
Intern: Where you at? I can give you directions. 22nd and what? Well, which “I” street are you at?
Me: There’s only one “I” street.
Intern: “Some guy from outta town just said there is only one “I” street. What a moron. There’s an “E-Y-E” street and a letter “I” street.
Professor: I’ve been here for twenty years, there’s one “E-Y-E” street.
Intern: “Stupid tourists are interrupting me, sorry. Just keep walking about five blocks or so, they can’t be that far apart.”
His friend was less than a block away. I’m sure they’ll find each other when he finds the other “I” street.