Met a V at an event. Had an interesting conversation with her and after about an hour, told her I was Jewish because it had some relevence to what we'd been talking about.
So she said, (after "some of my friends are Jewish") I have to tell you a story about a Jewish family I know.... We were then interrupted by someone else and went our separate ways for a while. I realise as I write this that I was nervous about the direction of the story, so I think I decided to avoid her... I realise now, in retrospect. But she came and found me and sat down to tell me the story.
It was about an old Jewish man she's been visiting - 102 years old! - and how he'd started to touch her up. She told me the whole story and how she's been brought up in a culture that teaches her to respect elders...
The long and the short of it is that somehow because the old man is Jewish it confused the situation even more for her. Somehow it wasn't just some dirty old man but it was confusing for her so the next Jewish person she met, she had to tell that story to.... I don't really know why except maybe she needed reassurance that he is just a dirty old man and that this is not acceptable behaviour for Jewish people - I don't know...