Trouble During the Sabbath
A curious thing happened on the way home from another delicious meal at the missus and my favorite local haunt...
A hefty fellow wearing a yarmulke was seated seemingly comfortably in the middle of a crosswalk on a small residential intersection. It had rained a little, so his ass must've been getting wet.
Nearby, a younger fellow, also in a yarmulke, stood between the man and the random turning vehicle.
Also, a group of about a half dozen concerned women wearing hijabs (and a few children) stood around the man, making casual conversation.
Concerned Woman in Hijab 1: You should get up.
Man on Ass: It's the Sabbath, and I can't make a call, so I guess I'll just hope that a policeman comes along.
Woman in Hijab 2: But you can't just sit here.
The situation was clearly under control, so the missus and I kept walking.
I love New York.
Labels: Jews, New York, observations, Queens


2 Comments:
Lest you think we're totally insensitive, we didn't actually have our phones on us. Or rather, I thought I didn't have my phone on me, but discovered at home that it was in an unchecked pocket. Whoops.
God, this is why I miss New York. If only this would happen here!
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