Saturday afternoon, a friend of mine was taking a nap in her crowded car at the LA Public Library on Overland — Rancho Park.
A strange man (a high school AP English teacher) approached. "Are you OK?" he asked.
"I’m taking a nap," she said.
She scowled.
He came back later. "You look like either you’re homeless, mentally ill or deranged?"
"He has you on all three," I said later.
She replied to the stranger: "No! I’m converting to Judaism. I went to synagogue earlier."
They ended up exchanging phone numbers.
