Overheard at the Double T Diner

I was on line to pay my check. In front of me was a tall black woman, more handsome than anything else. The cashier noticed a book in her hand and noticed that its title was "Diaspora."

"Oh, Diaspora," he said. "What is that book?"

She looked at the book and then at him. "It's Diaspora."

He was pretty excited. "Yes, but what is it?"

She tried to explain, however briefly, the exile of the Jews from Palestine in the sixth century BC, but apparently she wasn't getting through to him.

He said, "In Greece, diaspora means, I was born in Greece, but now I live here. It's a Greek word."

She just looked at him. "Yeah, well the Jews are using it now."