Between dry spells, when nobody on the planet can possibly think of a person who you might want to marry, you have torrential downpours, when suddenly everyone knows exactly who your bashert is.
The odd thing is that usually, these suggestions all sound about the same. During the dry spells they comfort you by telling you that you’re unique and need someone special, but to all appearances during the downpour, there are a gazillion such special people around. And they all must be the right type, because they’re all apparently cut from the same exact mold.
When you get down to it, considering how everyone is unique, it’s amazing how similar we can all sound once put down on paper.
Maybe that was the reasoning of the shadchan who sent a pair of profiles to a young lady she was servicing. “Look them over and let me know if you’re interested in one of them,” she wrote.
No problem. The single appraised one. Seemed pretty likely. Went to Yeshivas Zichron Alamo, worked in Camp Boot for many summers, studied at Yeshivat Safsal in Israel, now back in the USA learning part time at the Mare while pursuing a degree in homeopathy.
Then she turned to the second one. Went to Yeshivas Zichron Alamo, worked in Camp Boot for many summers, studied at Yeshivat Safsal, now learning part time at the Mare…
She must have printed it out twice. Darn. Now she’d have to go back and print off the second one.
Luckily she checked the names first. Shimon Teum and Levi Teum. Birthdates? The same. Hashkafos? The same. Looking for? The same.
Um… thunk she. And who can blame her? How do you choose between two apparently identical human beings? Eenie-meenie-miney-moe? If you don’t like the one you landed, should you try the second one, or should you assume they’re both the same? Can you maybe just double date them (or 1.5 date them?) to get it over with quicker? If you like them both, can you take them both?
Too many questions. Maybe it would be easier to just reject both of him.