today was a tuesday.
So I work at a university, right, and my office is near the (incredibly tiny) Muslim Students’ Association room. (The room is tiny, not the MSA.) I was in the washroom and I walked in on a woman, who was wearing hijab, with her stockinged foot propped up awkwardly against the sink. She kind of startled, and I picked a stall and went into it and by the time I was finished she had hurried out.
I felt like saying, look, it’s OK. I know you have to wash your face, hands and feet before you pray. Don’t worry about it.
Speaking of hijab, the last time the topic was on the news, they were discussing whether burqas should be outlawed in Canada. They played some listener calls and there was a student from my university who called in saying, “I don’t have a problem with burqas, there are people who wear them here at the university.” No, you idiot. There are no burqa-wearing women at our university. They wear hijab, that is, modest clothing that covers their arms, legs, and hair. Headscarves and long sleeves are NOT the same thing as a head-to-toe garment that renders a woman’s face invisible and field of vision extremely limited. JUST SAYING.
Speaking of Muslims, today is the premiere of a new sitcom here in Canada called Little Mosque on the Prairie. It’ll be on in half an hour, I guess I’ll watch.
In other news, First Church of Suburbia’s associate pastor resigned on Sunday. This allows me the momentary joy of clinging to the notion that perhaps they might hire a woman to replace him!