Harvard Library

A high school senior was inspecting Harvard University, where he hoped to attend the following autumn. As he was walking across the Quad, he stopped a distinguished-looking man and asked:

- Sir, can you please tell me where your library is at?

The man looked down his nose and replied:

- Son, I'm head of the English department, and I can assure you we don't end our sentences with prepositions. Re-cast your sentence in a proper form and I will reply.

- Can you tell me where your library is at, ass-hole?