Monday, October 19, 2009

Too Many Cooks Spoil the Broth...

Gut Chodesh, fellow blogreaders, and best wishes for a month of Bracha, Hatzlacha, Mazel, Gezunt and jampacked with Simcha(s)!
Doesn't it get on your nerves when just ONE person is on your case, and by that I meant, on top of your ever move? Imagine what its like when you have atleast 3 (and that doesn't even include the relatives, well-wishers and close family friends who 'just wanna see u married & settled down already...). This is where it all comes together folks. When Mrs. A redds you a shidduch and the next thing you know Mrs. H is calling your house and telling you she got a call from the 'other side' asking information about you. How does Mrs. H. come into the picture? Well, her niece married a boy who's first cousin happens to be 'said boy' that you are being redd to. Whilst she's on the phone she tells your mother what a great idea it is.
The next day, at the grocery store, the lady from your Shul stands behind you at the checkout line and tells you that she got a call about you. Not only that, but she also happens to be that town Yenta. Not only that, but she also knows the boy's family because her mechutaynesta is next door neighbors with them. Not only that, she offered the boy to stay at her house when and if he comes in to date you.
Now, I don't have to tell you how the story continues, as I'm sure some of you have experienced the 'too many cooks' syndrome. I think, ok, if it happens that people find out, great. But once they get 'involved' either by the phonecall, housing, etc. then they wanna STAY involved and they wanna know every move, what time you're going out for how long, where did you go, when you say it went 'ok' just HOW ok does that mean, etc. and they won't stop there.
So although it maybe true that too many cooks spoil the broth can the same be said of too many shadchanim?


  1. lol - talk about a community event!
    who knows - maybe this is a chazaka - it could work out....

  2. People care to help - that's nice. People are nosy - that's bad. But don't get distracted by them and don't count them into the overall expression of they guy - that's what matters.

  3. I just don't like the whole town knowing my "to be continued . . ." business. Like my neighbor, great lady, who was in the process of redding me a guy, starts stage whispering in shul how great this guy is, how she's so excited, how my kids will look so cute, etc. I played along to be nice, but I could detect a number of swiveled heads and straining ears.
    I'd rather nobody knew nothing until I got some bling.