Israeli Cultural Excerpt
Went shopping for a windbreaker today at HaMashbir, the infamous Israeli department store. I see a saleswoman run down to the jacket/sweatshirt area from the shirt section. She walks up to me, grabs my short-sleeve shirt by the arm and tells me that she has one that looks “just like it” - big in XL too! - and wants to know if I want to buy it.
In all my years in America and Europe, I’ve never been physically accosted in a department store by someone who wanted me to purchase something completely unrelated to what I’ve been looking for. But Israel is not America.
