Zeher, zeher disappointed

[avram]

I’ve gained three pounds, but that’s what holidays are for. Imagine how much I’d gain if I were observing Yom Kippur next week!

I really didn’t feel like spending three hours shifting weights at the gym today, so I just did 40 minutes on the treadmill (while re-reading Vernor Vinge’s “The Blabber”), and I’ll do weights tomorrow and shift over to a Mon-Wed-Fri schedule for weights instead of my usual Sun-Tues-Thurs. I’ll have to shift back next week, since the gym is closed next Monday.

I did some shopping, and on the way home the Lubavitchers were out in force, carrying little shofars and asking passers-by if they were Jewish. The Lubavitchers, for those of you who aren’t local, are a branch of Hasidic Jews who proselytize among less observant Jews. I got asked a few times if I was Jewish, and I gave them my prepared answer: Lo (“No” in Hebrew). I didn’t get any sort of double-take or other interesting reaction out of them; maybe they’d heard it before. Oh well.

Comments

Chris has another idea

[(Anonymous)]

Maybe they heard "no." "Lo" doesn't sound much different, especially in noisy outdoor situations. Or they could have rationalized it that way, the way ballplayers named Lou or Bruce or Drew can rationalize booing as "they're shouting my name."

Yom Kippur

[(Anonymous)]

Er, isn't one supposed to fast on Yom Kippur?