I'd rather be unemployed...
I remember this day seven years ago. Less than two weeks into freshman year of college, I awoke to someone pounding on my door. Turn on the TV. Turn on the TV. Whether from the haze of being woken abruptly or in general disbelief that such an event could occur, Shira, Lindsay and I sat and watched the news accounts of a terrorist attack on the World Trade Center in New York City and the Pentagon in DC. It was frightening no doubt and Shira was frantic to get a hold of her family who lived in the Washington, DC, area. My childhood friend Josh instant messaged from Israel – can you get a hold of Rabbi Stein? A close friend to Josh’s family, Rabbi Stein was not answering his cell phone. Ultimately, Rabbi Stein was safe but simply unable to use his cell phone due to overloaded cell towers in NYC. I spent hours trying to reach my brother’s best friend who had recently moved to NYC. Luckily he was late to work that day. Sadly, a friend’s father perished. ** Seven years ago was in so