Today
Man handing me strange, long plant: "(Something in Hebrew)."
Me: "Sorry?"
Man handing me plant: "Oh," (looks at my hair, confused) "Aren't you Jewish?"
Me (pleasantly) "No, I'm not."
Man handing me plant: "Well, it's a Jewish holiday."
There was a pause, and then he turned and left me with my coffee. I would have liked to have said something to congratulate him, or to demonstrate my general approval of holidays, but I couldn't find the words. For one, at the time I didn't realize that it was Sukkot, and as of this moment I'm still unaware of the protocol surrounding this particular holiday. Is it "Happy Sukkot!" and a high five, or am I suppose to do something specific with the plant? In that brief moment between his final sentence and his departure, I thought of every Jewish holiday I could think of, and kept my mouth shut.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
it's been a while
Quick updates:
I just moved back to the US. More on this to follow. More importantly, my CV:
Moderate ninja skills.
No BS.
Periodically quiting smoking. Improves the above.
Living in a room that smells like pee. Highly motivating.
Not afraid to wear pink socks.
I type like the wind and sail like a sailor.
When I was 10, I saved an entire LEGO village from giant, evil Spiderman.
I just moved back to the US. More on this to follow. More importantly, my CV:
Moderate ninja skills.
No BS.
Periodically quiting smoking. Improves the above.
Living in a room that smells like pee. Highly motivating.
Not afraid to wear pink socks.
I type like the wind and sail like a sailor.
When I was 10, I saved an entire LEGO village from giant, evil Spiderman.
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