This one is a booboo I made when checking on a girl for my son:
I called the Rov of the Shul listed on the girl’s resume’ (which I’m not a big fan of).
I spoke to him for a few minutes trying to understand him as he spoke with much Yiddish mixed in and a real European and Chassidisha accent.
When I mentioned to him that the girl’s resume’ had a second Shul listed, he said, “Oh, no, day never Davin dear.” I said, “why, not?” He said, “Becuase dat Shul doesn’t haf a roof.” I said, “So what do they do when it rains?”
I kid you not….
I’m not the sharpest arrow of the bunch.
Ah K’Siva V’Chasima Tova