“I’m going to skip my introduction. If you paid for this course, you know what you’re getting”
“The conference room was busy. I looked around, no overtly Jewish faces. There was a water cooler in the corner with mint candies on top. Guess those are key in public speaking. I grabbed a cup and waited for the woman ahead of me to finish. She looked up, I gave a closed-mouth smile.
“Hi,” I said as she stepped back. “I’m Chana.”
“Lana.” She offered me her hand. I was surprised at her grip, she meant this.
“Your sheitel is so natural.”
I nearly spit out my water. Never been bageled before. And she’s lying, my sheitel looks like a bird’s nest.
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