Yesterday was officially one of the most exciting days of my NYU life, because I was fortunate enough to have had a private moment with Paul Rudd in an elevator. Okay, his manager/agent/publicist may have been there too, but that’s it. So how did this miracle come about?

4:00 p.m., I enter the NYU journalism building at Cooper Square, and think I see a beautiful face that I know I’ve seen somewhere before. Yes, there he is in all his glory, Paul Rudd, signing into the building. At first I’m convinced that it’s my eyes fooling me, so I walk into the elevator. Something tells me that it’s really him so I run back out into the lobby.

That’s fate working right there. As it turns out, Paul Rudd was going to the same floor as I was, so I waited for the next elevator and he followed me right in. Adorably handsome and a little short in person, but extremely nice.

So I asked the most obvious question: what the hell was he doing here at NYU? Turns out, Paul was being interviewed by some NYU journalism students (sadly, not my class) on the 7th floor. Hopefully we can watch that interview sometime soon.

He was a really nice guy, and as soon as we walked out, he was swarmed by girls. Well, at least I had my alone time with him. Too bad it was just rated PG.

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