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
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