Vampire Hanuka.
Yesterday afternoon I (finally!) attended my new member orientation for Park Slope Food Co-op. It was over by around 6:00 pm, but I wasn't meeting aaronbenedict until around 8:00 for the Steelers game (go Steelers! Woo!), so I had some time to kill in the neighborhood.
While walking toward the bar, I passed a Barnes & Noble. I'd been looking for a 2011 datebook, and since I had the time, I figured I'd stop in and see what they had in stock. I'd never been to this particular Barnes & Noble before, and I took a wrong turn on my way to the calendars. Pretty soon I found myself in the "Teen Paranormal Romance" section. I was immediately approached by a Lubavitcher lady, intent on Jewing me up.
Transcript of our conversation (as told to sabotabby):
HER: Can I ask you a question?
ME: Sure.
HER: Are you Jewish?
ME: Yes.
HER: Do you need a menorah?
ME: No.
HER: Have you lit the menorah?
ME: Not tonight.
HER: Do you need candles?
ME: No.
HER: Oh, well can I give you [some religious tract -- I forget what it was called]?
ME: No.
HER: How about [something featuring the word "Moshiach"]?
ME: No.
HER: A [some other piece of religious dreck], then?
ME: No.
HER: Oh, well, OK.
I can't decide which I think is more odd: That there is such a thing as the "Teen Paranormal Romance" section, or that that's where the Lubavitcher ladies troll for converts.
While walking toward the bar, I passed a Barnes & Noble. I'd been looking for a 2011 datebook, and since I had the time, I figured I'd stop in and see what they had in stock. I'd never been to this particular Barnes & Noble before, and I took a wrong turn on my way to the calendars. Pretty soon I found myself in the "Teen Paranormal Romance" section. I was immediately approached by a Lubavitcher lady, intent on Jewing me up.
Transcript of our conversation (as told to sabotabby):
HER: Can I ask you a question?
ME: Sure.
HER: Are you Jewish?
ME: Yes.
HER: Do you need a menorah?
ME: No.
HER: Have you lit the menorah?
ME: Not tonight.
HER: Do you need candles?
ME: No.
HER: Oh, well can I give you [some religious tract -- I forget what it was called]?
ME: No.
HER: How about [something featuring the word "Moshiach"]?
ME: No.
HER: A [some other piece of religious dreck], then?
ME: No.
HER: Oh, well, OK.
I can't decide which I think is more odd: That there is such a thing as the "Teen Paranormal Romance" section, or that that's where the Lubavitcher ladies troll for converts.