This past Shabbos was the secular New Year. I was invited to a new year’s party Friday night, and went. The party was boring and the only reason I went was because after the party I was having two Jewish friends over and then the next day we were going to go to Shul.
It was all working perfectly. Sure that night my friends were nervous to be going to the Chabad Shul. Obviously Chabad has a Mechitza. In my town having a Mechitza is a big deal. The Mechitza was something my friends were both uncomfortable with, and started having second thoughts on the whole idea of going to Shul. Whatever I told them there would be good food, we’d arrive lateish, and everything would be fine. That was the end of the discussion. We continued our sleepover and went to bed.
