My new neighbor looks like an insurgent!

"It's the first day of Eid. I did not have any intention to celebrate it because of what happened to Jill. I decided to go to work.

Like every Eid, I kissed my parents on their cheeks hoping that in the next year they go for Haj in Mecca. Then, I had breakfast with them and prepared to go to work. I opened the outside door and was surprised to see a man in his forties wearing kaffiya and a grey dishdasha [Arabic traditional dress].

"Oh Oh!! He looks like an insurgent," I told my father. I did not go out immediately because I was carrying my laptop bag. I did not look like someone celebrating Eid. Instead, I looked like someone going to work. I was afraid this man might see my bag and then guesses where I work."
Treasure of Baghdad