Confession

“A pious Jew came to the Rabbi to confess a grievous fault.
‘What is it?’ asked the Rabbi.
‘I omitted to wash my hands before having a meal.’
‘How did it happen?’
‘I wasn’t eating at home.’
‘Where were you eating?’
‘In a restaurant.’
‘Well, why didn’t you wash your hands at the restaurant?’
‘I couldn’t’
‘You couldn’t?  Why?’
‘There wasn’t a lavatory in there.’
‘There wasn’t a lavatory at the restaurant?’
‘No.’
‘I have never hear of a kosher restaurant where there wasn’t a lavatory.’
‘It wasn’t a kosher restaurant.’
‘What?  Not a kosher restaurant?’
‘No.  But how did you come to eat in a restaurant that was not kosher?’
‘I could get into a kosher restaurant.’
‘How was that?’
‘All the kosher restaurants were closed.’
‘All of them?’
‘Yes.’
‘How was that?’
‘It was Yom Kippur.’  - Friday Night Book

What good thing can you say?  At least he was honest?  As all Jew are supposed to do, he confessed for a sin?  At least we can laugh.