Twice a week I am making deliveries of my products to local supermarkets. Tonight I delivered to two supermarkets and at the latter, there was a women standing near the counter, scribbling something on a piece of note. I stood next to her and started unloading hummus boxes on the counter.

She stopped her writing and asked me angrily why I am using the counter she was using for her writing. I apologized in German, I guess with some heavy accent.

“You are not German!!” she yelled at me. “What language are you speaking?”

I told her that we can speak in English, but mentioned that my Hebrew is better.

She paused for a second, and moved into quick German.

“You are not a Jew!”, she said angrily. “You are delivering food. You must be Turkish!!”. Then she started observing me, looking at my shoes, the clothes I was wearing.… weiter lesen