You, part 2

Before the stupid accident i was in a nice Jerusalem coffee shop – small, warm, cozy, with strong smell of good fresh coffee. While i waited for my coffee, i noticed one of the coffee shop’s employees, an assistant waiter or something, and a little – how do you call it in the politically correct language – mentally challenged? He was very nice, he offered me white chocolate chips to chew. There were also four tourists, English or maybe German, three guys and a lady. They were in a good mood. When one of the guys stood up to pay, the assistant waiter approached them and started a conversation, in … English. He said, subtly pointing at the lady and one of the guys:

— “You ve-you, I-love-you?” (“Ve” means “and” in Hebrew.)

(Slight confusion.)

— “Ehh … Friends.”

— “Ve-you?” (pointing at the other guy.)

They kept talking for a few minutes. I didn’t hear the rest of the conversation, but they were all amused – in a nice, friendly and understanding way.

When the tourists left, the lady gave the assistant waiter a peck.

Maybe humanity still has a chance.


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