Just Call Me Doctor

We’ve already discussed the Israeli postal service’s amazing ability to deliver poorly addressed mail in this tiny country.  And we’ve looked at some of the many ways my name is butchered (“Ben-Gay”, anyone?)

Apparently somebody is testing the mailman. With my five-year aliyah anniversary just days away, I’m happy to see at least one person thinks I’m Israeli.


Not only am I now “Ben-Zion” but I’m a doctor.  Any speculation as to what I got my degree in?  Advanced chickpea genetics?  With the amount this doctor is earning, I should be protesting.  Who’s got a tent I can borrow?

No clue what the hell they did to my last name.  Anyway, gotta run, people.  My first patient of the day is waiting.

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