Business Class
I just got off the phone with OYS who called just before Shabbos.
I reminded him to get me the dates of his Pesach vacation so that I can arrange a flight (I am totally against guys in yeshiva in Israel coming back for Pesach break but I lost that battle about six years ago).
I noted that I want to use some of my frequent flyer miles to book the ticket so the sooner I know the dates the better. This is how the rest of the conversation went:
OYS: "Can I go business class"?
Me: "Absolutely not. Are you kidding?".
OYS: "You've gotta give me credit for trying".
I just got off the phone with OYS who called just before Shabbos.
I reminded him to get me the dates of his Pesach vacation so that I can arrange a flight (I am totally against guys in yeshiva in Israel coming back for Pesach break but I lost that battle about six years ago).
I noted that I want to use some of my frequent flyer miles to book the ticket so the sooner I know the dates the better. This is how the rest of the conversation went:
OYS: "Can I go business class"?
Me: "Absolutely not. Are you kidding?".
OYS: "You've gotta give me credit for trying".
Labels: Random Thoughts
posted by MoChassid @ 8:36 AM
3 Comments:
At 11:00 PM,
Elly Storch said…
go max
At 12:35 AM,
Commenter Abbi said…
Yes, those spoiled young whippersnappers. In my day, I came in June on a summer program and didn't return home till the next may. I did tochnit nissan in kibbutz merav, my mom came once during the year and taht was it. I didn't see my father the whole year!
At 8:33 AM,
MoChassid said…
Back in my day (I was at Hebrew U, not yeshiva), I did succos on a religious kibbutz and, to be honest, I don't even remeber where I was for Pesach (but I know it wasn't home).
My mom visited once and my dad visited once, separately.
I got to call home about once a month (from the Central post office).
Those were the days when you walked to and from school five miles, uphill each way.
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