Chicken

Nope, not talking about Monsey (I feel like that one's been done by all over the blogosphere by now, in addition to a Shabbos discussion about it).

One of my homework assignments for this week was to ask two people who know me well, one relative and one friend, to name one thing they like about me and one thing they dislike about me. I consider myself fairly self-aware, so I didn't think I would be terribly surprised by the responses. But I have to admit that I took the cowardly way out - I specifically did not choose a particular family member. Because I know my frustrations are often taken out on that person. And I didn't know if I wanted to hear what this person would say. I'm chicken, amongst the other negative things that my friend and relative came up with.