That's Not My Name

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.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Joy

May 31, 2012
Starbucks
New York, NY

My friend Joy went to Starbucks today.
Joy is not only a fairly common name, it is also a well known noun.
Does this say Jorann? Joeann? Anything remotely resembling a name or even a noun?
No.
Epic. Fail.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

A Pirate's Life For Me

May 20, 2012
Starbucks
Westwood, CA

Arrrrrgh. My name be Carra!!!!