I've become a boy.
Allow me to explain.
Just the other day Shmueli slaps my car with two large rectangular magnetic strips meant for advertising.
Los Alamitos Hebrew High
Fun, Meaningful, Accredited (wow I've memorized this) now enrolling blah blah blah...
At first I was like, "nice, he thinks my car is so classy people will want to send their kids just because they see the advert on such a classy car with such a classy driver".
Then I was like, "darn, why must my car have two large magnets stuck to its sides...they're bringing down the neighborhood".
Either way I swallowed my pride and drove on, through smog and fog and blog.
Well, it happened.
I was driving down Los Al Blvd and needed to make a very necessary yet slightly impractical move.
So I cut over one lane and caused the driver behind me to step on his breaks a bit harder than he would have liked.
As I turn into the turning lane he rolls up next to me.
I look at him with an apologetic gesture and a little wave only to see his eyes drift...
From my sorry face in the window to the door of my car...
Then it hit me.
I have officially become the driving representative of all Jews in Los Al.
Forget Los Al, the whole world.
Now this guy thinks that all Jews are idiots and lousy drivers to boot.
As I round the bend towards home the whole yarmulka and tzitzis thing dawns on me.
I mean, I know about the concept but I've never felt it this strongly before.
So this is what it feels like.
There's no hiding.
I'll be more careful next time.