Wednesday, March 3rd, 2021

The boss stands in the aisle and makes a grand announcement. I don’t understand it. He repeats it for me in English. “In the kitchen we now have ten empty Nescafe jars on the counter. They should go away. They could be good for making -- what do people make with cucumbers?” Pickles? “Yes, they could be good for making pickles.” Purim has passed. Passover is coming quickly. The bosses have sent out an email that they’ll be ordering supplies for the office and the kitchen. If we want anything, we should let them know. In the afternoon, I get an email from my family. We’re doing the Passover seder together with a relative out of town. We’ll be there for two days. I’m in charge of getting disposable dishes, to make that part of the setup easier. They send me a comprehensive text message with what to get: tablecloths, dinner plates, forks, knives, serving platters, all disposable. It’s daunting. I know that I can get most of it at the Heart of the City, where there’s a full aisle of that stuff. But I’ll have to see if I do better. It’s in about three weeks. Time to get working on it.