As I was running across the street Thursday evening, an old woman in a van drove past me and yelled out the window, “Do you want a shidduch?”<\/p>\n
I shook my head. This woman looked scary.<\/p>\n
“The way you were running you could run for president of the United States,” she said.<\/p>\n
Pointing at her young chubby passenger (apparently her daughter), she said, “I’m looking for a shidduch for this one.”<\/p>\n
The girl looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n
“I’m sorry,” I said and ran on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
As I was running across the street Thursday evening, an old woman in a van drove past me and yelled out the window, “Do you want a shidduch?” I shook my head. This woman looked scary. “The way you were … Continue reading