Tuesday, January 20, 2004

reaching new lows...

Answered the door to a chasid from Israel collecting money for a Yeshiva there. After I gave him a check, he was going to make out a tax receipt for me, and pointed to my name on the check... (imagine the rest of this conversation going on in Hebrew)...

'What's your husband's name?'
'I don't have one'
'What?'
'I don't have a husband'
'Ah' [and here he turns over a piece of paper which has a variety of scribbling on it] 'I do shidduchim too! What are you looking for?'
'Really, it's ok. Have a good day.'

No offense to him, but I don't think he'd be able to find an appropriate match for me. And don't say 'You never know,' because sometimes, you just do.

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