Whoa, I'm famous- and flabberghasted

So last night I was at a lecture by Natan Slifkin, the Zoo Rabbi. (Title of the lecture: “How to avoid bear attacks, and thereby save the Jews”. That man is several shades of awesome).

I was talking to him before he started, and I mentioned my recent lion-related troubles. The conversation went something like this:

Me: So I was bitten by a lion…
Him: Really? Where?
Me: In Zimbabwe.
Him: At a lion walk?
Me: Yeah.
Him: That’s was you? I heard about that!
Me: jaw drops open

It turns out he knew my tour guide, and was on a safari himself at the time. But still…

Wow, that’s weirdly cool. Did you ever figure out why the lion bit you? Just took a dislike to your pants?

It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small world after all.
It’s a small, small world.

:smiley:

And thanks for the link to the Zoo Rabbi. My boss’s son just went on safari last Summer and is getting Bar Mitvahed in May, so he’d probably really like that guy. I’m going to pass along the link!

I’m not big on attending lectures since I left school and all, but I’d totally have had to poke my head in on that one. Fuckin Nazi bears.

Too bad the conversation didn’t go more like this:

Me: So I was bitten by a lion…
Him: Really? Where?
Me: Right here on the ass (pulls down pants to show the scar)