On the way home from work today, some middle-aged Japanese guy came over to me and started asking me if I knew Jewish people.
"Excuse me, may I speak English with you?" (holding a TOEIC book and smelling faintly of green tea)
"Of course. What can I do for you?"
"Do you know Jewish people?"
"What?"
"Do you know Jewish people? I look everywhere for Jewish people. Every day I look for Jewish people. I want to meet Jewish people."
"Well, sure I know Jewish people."
"REALLY!? I REALLY WANT TO MEET JEWISH PEOPLE!! WHERE ARE THE JEWISH PEOPLE YOU KNOW?"
"Uh...they're back home, in New York."
"I see!"
"...."
"...."
"So, uh, why do you want to meet Jewish people?"
"They are very clever!"
"...yes, they are very intelligent!"
"I am interested in the Jewish God."
"I see!"
"..."
"..."
"...which is your God?"
"Excuse me?"
"Which is your God?"
"Oh, I'm Christian."
"Ah! My brother is!"
"Wow, that's interesting."
"Protestant?"
"I'm Catholic."
"VATICAN!"
"Yes, the Pope."
"So you believe in Christian God." (leans over to whisper to me) "But Japanese people don't believe in God. They believe in Buddha. Do you know?"
"Yes, I know."
"Hmmm...American people have silver hair, blond hair, blue eyes."
"Some of them do, yes."
"I am interested in learning about Jewish people's God. I want to learn about God power."
(at this point, the train stops at the station, the man motions that he has to get off the train)
"Well, it was nice talking to you."
"Thank you! See you again!"
IT'S A SIGN
