My friend Justin (#1) met the President on Sunday… The President…. Of the United States of America. In fact, he sat right in front of him at church, shook hands with him during the “say hi to someone” thing that most churches do, and then went up for communion alongside him.
And I am so not lying.
Our friend is interning in D.C. right now and got his family and Justin’s hook ups to go to church with the Bush family while the Aubreys and Deylings were visiting. And Mr. and Mrs. President just happened to sit right behind them.
Of course, this means we’ll never hear the end of it. Jesse already figures that any fights to be had here on after will end with a Justin saying, “Oh, yeah? Well I met the President!”