Heard this from the poor guy who it happened to in BMG.
So , he took out this girl to Manhattan – a day date – , went here and there and they had a great time. I think it was their second date. Anyway – at the last minute when he’s about to end the date – she asked if she could see ground zero. She was an out-of-towner.
So he tried to hail a cab but it was rush hour – half hour later he realizes that he’s getting close to skiah. What to do? So he tells her – no more ground zero , gotta pray. But where? Starbucks? He calls his Uncle who’s a Sr. Partner at some high powered firm and asks him. He says, you’re two blocks away from my firm – on times square! – and we’re davening Mincha soon. Call along, I’ll tell security to let you in.
They walk two blocks and there is the fifty story building. Security asks for ID. Yes, they have clearance to come in. But they must be photographed first! Um…nu, she’s a good bais Yakov maidel – she tells him to get photographed first, and run to mincha. They photograph him – but here’s the punchline. You get a barcoded id pin that you have to wear and the elevator has no buttons – you insert your barcode and it brings to were you have authorization to go. He gets his pass – it says he has a meeting w/his uncle on floor 9. Gevaltdik. Must be mincha. He slips it into the elevator. After a minute, a frum looking guy walks in, and sees the yeshiva guy dressed in a suit with a hat. He tells him he’s going to mincha. “No! Everyday we have it in a different conference room. Today – it’s in floor 10. Don’t worry though. Now you’re my client. Come on – Skiah!” SO he runs with this lawyer to floor 10, finds a minyan of lawyers, and happily davens mincha. He notices his uncle is not there yet….
Meanwhile , downstairs, the poor maidel got photographed and issued a pass. To floor 9 with her dates uncle. No, she says, she rather wait down here. Security says no way. Either to your meeting , or get lost. She’s not sure what to do, when the phone. It’s the uncle. “Did you send up my nephew” “yes sir, to floor 9” “YOU IDIOT! FLOOR 10!” Security had messed up. “We’ve got to find him!” they say. “Here – you know what he looks like – come with us” Two huge security guards escorted this poor to floor 9, where they did a cubicle by cubicle search for her poor date. After ten minutes, one them wonders if he made it to floor ten. Maybe he met another person going to afternoon services? They go floor ten, just as the guy is running out of mincha, not waiting for chazaras hashatz, the security guard grabs the girl by the arm and says “Honey! It’s your boyfriend!”…
They did not get married.
The security guard was fired.