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.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
So Close
January 22, 2012
Starbucks
Hollywood, CA
So close, and yet so far.
That is so almost my name!
You get an A for hearing, and a C for spelling
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