Saturday, July 9, 2011
The suitcases
I picked up three suitcases for the Rabbi. He had left them at his previous assignment. When I got them they wanted to give me some cardboard boxes with strings around them, not the Louis Vuitton suitcases that I remembered. Mercifully he had his name embossed in all three of them. They were in shock as I walked out with the wonderful suitcases. Now when the Rabbi wants to flee I need to know into which one he wants me to stuff him and wheel him out. Number 1, Number 2, or will it be Number 3?