I was walking from Morrill to the Drake earlier today, and a woman was walking in front of me, and she opened the door from Morrill to the outside world, and she held the door open for me. Here is the context.

Benson (walking): Thanks a lot.

Girl (holding the door): Sure. Hey, can you help me with something?

Benson: Yes ma’am, how can I help?

Girl: Um… can you tell me where the Office of Minority Affairs is? Is it here, or in Lincoln?

Benson (scratching his head): I think it is in Lincoln, but I am not really sure. I don’t really spend a lot of time there.

I laughed all the way to the Drake, a good block minute of laughing.