I was walking between classes and I noticed a Hasidic Jew in his garb running across the courtyard excitedly. I was amused by his ridiculous attire and sloppy running gait. Then I noticed he was running towards me with an expression of pure glee on his face. He approaches me, exasperated yet joyful, and says "excuse me sir, are you by chance Jewish?" I respond, "No, sorry. Italian." For a brief moment his expression of glee turned into disgust which he quickly corrected and replied, "oh, I am sorry to bother you" and then quickly walked away. I don't think I've ever made another person more disappointed in all my life.