As a Jewish (well, mixed heritage) woman with a non-Jewish surname, I might confuse people with regard to their expectations.

I am still trying to figure out why I never clicked with Jewish men, as much as I found them interesting. I think they expected me to look or act a certain way. Some thought I was “too Jewish,” others…? Dunno. But I definitely – repeatedly – had the sense that they were not really getting to know the Inner Cloudberry. Meh. Their loss.

Non-Jewish men, I think, find me just a little exotic, but not threateningly so.