We had a fire drill in my building today.
With alarms blasting, I heard a knock on my office door.
At the door stood a guy, 20-something, with a pen and clipboard in hand.
"Excuse me, sir," he said over the noise, "we are having a fire drill."
I replied in a tone that let him know I wasn't about to play the fire drill game, "I know how to climb down 20 flights of stairs. I don't need practice."
He then said, raising his clipboard, "Can I have your name, sir?"
"Sure," I said, "Ben Bernanke."
He wrote it down on his clipboard and moved on.