This isn’t really a dating story since it happened while we were married but this wonderful topic has become a mais mitzvah so I’m going to post it anyway.
When I was interviewing for the job I have now I was told that I wouldn’t be allowed to take off for Chol Hamoed. When Pesach came around my supervisor told me that if I have enough off days left he’ll let me take off for the whole Chol Hamoed provided that I log in every morning and answer all e-mails from the previous day. I thought it was very generous but my wife didn’t think it was fair to have to do work on an off day.
For part of Yom Tov we were staying by my parents. One morning my wife came down stairs, sat down on the couch and started talking with my mother and grandmother. After a few minutes she started wondering when I was going to be home from Shachris. My grandmother told her that I already came home and was working in the basement. Looking right at my mother she said, “I really don’t know why he’s doing this if he’s not getting paid for it”. My mother was very taken aback and my grandmother was rolling her eyes while muttering something in Yiddish which my wife didn’t understand.
So my wife came down to the basement to find me but I wasn’t in front of the computer. Then she heard some banging in the laundry room and found me lying under the sink with a whole bunch of tools. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Oh, the faucet was leaking so my mother asked me replace the faulty valve…”