Wednesday, December 21, 2011

I was walking around Union Square, having done Christmas shopping and eating one of the free latkes that a girl had given away. Not far from her table, one of the Hasidic Jews stopped me.

"Excuse me, are you Jewish?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah, pretty much," I shrugged.

"Well, is your mother Jewish?" he asked

"No," I replied.

He seemed a little disappointed.  I added: "But, my father is."

But it was too late.  He had totally lost interest in me!  Awesome!

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