Yet another example (besides this one) of how awkward it can be to look Jewish:
Guy at dining hall in line behind me: Excuse me, miss? May I ask you a personal question?
Me: Uh...what is it?
Guy at dining hall: What's your nationality? I mean, where are you from?
Me: America?
Him: Are you Jewish, by any chance?
Me: Yeah...
Him: Have you ever been there?
Me: Where? (thinks to self: Where's "there"? Jewdonia? Jewland? The Jew-nited Kingdom? Or wait...) Israel? No.
Him: I'm planning on opening a restaurant in Tel Aviv.
Me: Oh, that's cool.
Him: Yeah, people say "Don't go there! It's a war zone!" but I feel like that's the perfect time to get in on things.
Me: I guess so.
Him: Also, I hope to marry a Jewish woman.
Me: (concentrates very hard on contents of tray) Um. That's nice. I'm sure you'll find lots of them there.
Dining hall lines are not short enough.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
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2 comments:
What a stunning pick-up line! I discovered your blog while researching Restaurants Tel Aviv. I also have a blog about pick-up lines. You should check it out sometime! Good luck with your Dining Hall Lines!
that made me laugh, and i have not laughed all day :)
-julie
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