Thursday, August 27, 2009

A Kollel Bochur

Today I learned for few hours in the Kollel with my smicha chavrusa.
I was a little shy, because I was single, and obviously stood out like a sore thumb. This was especially true for when we davened mincha, and I didn't have a gartel.
But then later, some guy (didn't look lubavitch) was going around passing out some sort of papers. He came to us, and asked us if we were married.
I thought he meant- to each other, and was about to give him my "are you crazy" look with my eyes and eyebrows. Then I realized he meant- at all.
So we both answered in the negative.
Maybe I do look the part after all.