My name is Cara. 4 letters. That's all.
In Italian it means Dear, in Spanish it means Face, but anywhere else in America it is apparently gibberish. This is a problem I have had all my life: Giving a name for a reservation, a drink at Starbucks, or any kind of take out order becomes a horrific process that is both time consuming and traumatizing. Everyone will invariably butcher this very small 4-letter name. I cannot be silent about the oppression of my name any longer.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Oh Na Na What's My Name
February 15, 2011 Starbucks Hollywood, CA
It should also be noted that I paid with a credit card. A credit card that did indeed have my name on it.
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