Boro Park Jogger

I saw a man jogging.  Not so weird, right?  He had his ear buds in and he was jogging at a jogging pace.  That's how I figured out he was jogging.  I'm not just a pretty hat rack, ya know?  But also, he was fully dressed in regular clothes.  And as one wears in Brooklyn, he was wearing a white shirt, black pants, black jacket, and black hat.  If I hadn't been so surprised, I would have tried to take a picture.

Separate walking?

Today, I was walking between offices in Brooklyn.  As I was walking, and looking around at the stores and other buildings, and of course searching for random license plates, because who doesn't look for random license plates on every walk they take?!  So I was walking, minding my own business, when I suddenly noticed that as I was walking on the north side of the street, there were only men on my side of the street.  On the south side of the street, were lots of women and no men.  I've heard of separate seating, including on a bus, where I also get into trouble.  But can it be that Brooklyn is sooo frum that they have "separate walking"?!

Welcome to my life

I seem to get into a lot of trouble lately.  Get into...cause...it's a fine line.  Wherever I go, or whatever I do, I seem to be doing something with which someone has a problem.  And it's usually b/c I'm a woman, and that person is "more frum" than I.  So I decided to blog about it.  Hence the title of this blog - "The Wrong Side of the Mechitza" - because that is what the tv show/movie/book about my life will be called.
For example, when I was in Monsey for the second days of Pesach, I was walking to shul, and a man, who had been walking at a normal pace, looked at me, and then started to run, only slowing back down to his normal pace after he passed me.  Ok, I was wearing a bright red dress, no tights, and shiny black heels.  Not sure if that had anything to do with this man's decision, but maybe it did.
Welcome to my life!
Enjoy!