One sunny day in 2008, an old man approached the White House from across >Pennsylvania Avenue, where he'd been sitting on a park bench. > > He spoke to the Marine standing guard and said, "I would like to go in >and meet with President Hillary Clinton. > > The Marine replied, "Sir, Mrs. Clinton is not President and doesn't >reside here." > > The old man said, "Okay," and walked away. > > The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to >the same Marine, "I would like to go in and meet with President Hillary >Clinton". > > The Marine again told the man, "Sir, as I said yesterday, Mrs. Clinton >is not President and doesn't reside here." > > The man thanked him and again walked away . . . > > The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the >very same Marine, saying "I would like to go in and meet with President >Hillary Clinton." > > The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and >said, "Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to >speak to Mrs. Clinton. I've told you already several times that Mrs. >Clinton is not the President and doesn't reside here. Don't you >understand?" > > The old man answered, "Oh, I understand you fine, I just love hearing >your answer!" > > The Marine snapped to attention, saluted, and said, > > "See you tomorrow."