Thursday, November 22, 2007
Shabbat invites in England... is it just me?
Evening all.
The other evening my wife and I were talking about Shabbat and the fact that we don't get invited out as much as maybe one would like.
It just so happens that one night last week I had to go out quite late in the evening to get some petrol lest my wife be careless in the morning. On my way back, I happened to be passing past a maariv at our local Kollel. I parked up and whilst walking to the Kollel heard a beep from a passing car in my direction. Turing, I noticed it was one of my ex neighbours - a nice guy who I rarely talked too.
After a little small talk (I really was getting late for maariv) I mentioned that we hadn't seen each other for Shabbat recently. So I said "oh, you must come over for Shabbat" to which my neighbour said for get that... we always come to you... you MUST come to us....
silence.....
smiles at each other.....
I now have a bigger smile on may face...
silence......
OK----- So here is what's going on in my head. I'll replay the above to you...
So I said "oh, you must come over for Shabbat"(why don't you invite us?) to which my neighbour said for get that... we always come to you... you MUST come to us....
silence..... (I know this...why don't you invite us then?)
smiles at each other..... (why don't you invite us... I'm not kidding man!)
I now have a bigger smile on may face... (why are YOU smiling?)
silence...... (did you really mean to invite us)
In the end I said... Shabbat... Shabbat lunch will be great!! lets do it, we will come to you - what time is good? 12? 12:30???
Well talk about not being British... I felt so free, so non conventional.
It was great. We said goodby and I was left with the impression that we'd get a facebook invite.
I never did get an invite but thank Hashem, we are eating at my ex chevrutahs.
What's the moshul.... speak truth and avoid falsehood (you may just get tested from those you least expect it
Shabbat Shalom
Jonny)
The other evening my wife and I were talking about Shabbat and the fact that we don't get invited out as much as maybe one would like.
It just so happens that one night last week I had to go out quite late in the evening to get some petrol lest my wife be careless in the morning. On my way back, I happened to be passing past a maariv at our local Kollel. I parked up and whilst walking to the Kollel heard a beep from a passing car in my direction. Turing, I noticed it was one of my ex neighbours - a nice guy who I rarely talked too.
After a little small talk (I really was getting late for maariv) I mentioned that we hadn't seen each other for Shabbat recently. So I said "oh, you must come over for Shabbat" to which my neighbour said for get that... we always come to you... you MUST come to us....
silence.....
smiles at each other.....
I now have a bigger smile on may face...
silence......
OK----- So here is what's going on in my head. I'll replay the above to you...
So I said "oh, you must come over for Shabbat"(why don't you invite us?) to which my neighbour said for get that... we always come to you... you MUST come to us....
silence..... (I know this...why don't you invite us then?)
smiles at each other..... (why don't you invite us... I'm not kidding man!)
I now have a bigger smile on may face... (why are YOU smiling?)
silence...... (did you really mean to invite us)
In the end I said... Shabbat... Shabbat lunch will be great!! lets do it, we will come to you - what time is good? 12? 12:30???
Well talk about not being British... I felt so free, so non conventional.
It was great. We said goodby and I was left with the impression that we'd get a facebook invite.
I never did get an invite but thank Hashem, we are eating at my ex chevrutahs.
What's the moshul.... speak truth and avoid falsehood (you may just get tested from those you least expect it
Shabbat Shalom
Jonny)
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