Who's on the other end?

My ulpan teacher related this story to a friend of mine in the class and he continued the oral tradition today on our busride back to our side of town. It is by now third hand, but she heard it first hand.

a la Yehudit (my ulpan teacher):

My uncle was at an academic conference in France and the building where it was held was very busy. And loud. The time came to pray his afternoon prayers and there was no place for him to retreat to find a little space and a little quiet.

After some searching he settled on a phone booth as the best option.

He entered the phone booth. He picked up the receiver so it would seem as if he was actually using the thing. He began reciting the prayers. In Hebrew. And he said parts out loud so it would seem as if he was really talking to someone. Some parts he said silently as is traditionally done when praying alone. He was shuckling a little bit back and forth as is to be expected at such times.

When he hung up the phone and walked out of the booth the man next in line was looking at him with great curiousity and said, "Can I have the number of whoever it was you just called?"