Being an agnostic isn't easy in George Bush's America. My complete ambivalence about the belief system of others has landed me in trouble before. I knew it wasn't going to be the last time.
I'm on a clinic at the law school where we get work assigned to us through our in-boxes. A few days ago I got some big packet in my in-box and was thinking, "What the hell is this? I don't have time to do this," until I realized that it wasn't meant to be assigned to me but rather to "other law student."
Feeling a false sense of accomplishment, I swaggered over to "other law student" and dropped the giant work load in front of her and said, "Hey. Guess what? Christmas came early for you."
She gave me a squirrelly look and said, "Um. Thanks."
Then I remembered something. She was the president of the Jewish Law Students Association. My stiff WASP's upper lip curled with embarrassment. I felt like Matt Damon in "School Ties" only not as smug.
Stay tuned for my story about spending Passover with my Jewish girlfriend's family where I asked if I could drink Elijah's wine if he doesn't show up.
