August 26, 2012
Starbucks
Culver City, CA
At least she heard it right...
This has happened to me multiple times now... I'm not sure why this is even an option. Does anyone know someone out there who spells it with double Rs??
That's not really 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.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Kera by Tara
August 24, 2012
Starbucks
Los Angeles, CA
To test the theory of whether or not I was saying my name in such a strange martian language that no one could understand it, my friend Tara ordered my drink for me.
Nope!
Starbucks
Los Angeles, CA
To test the theory of whether or not I was saying my name in such a strange martian language that no one could understand it, my friend Tara ordered my drink for me.
Nope!
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Pay Attention
August 14, 2012
Starbucks
Hollywood, CA
I was standing there waiting for my drink to be ready, while she called, "Laura!"
"Laura!" she called again.
"Laura! Iced venti soy chai!" she said
That's funny, I thought to myself. Laura and I ordered the same drink.
Then the barista pointed at me and said, "Laura!!!"
Not. My. Name.
Starbucks
Hollywood, CA
I was standing there waiting for my drink to be ready, while she called, "Laura!"
"Laura!" she called again.
"Laura! Iced venti soy chai!" she said
That's funny, I thought to myself. Laura and I ordered the same drink.
Then the barista pointed at me and said, "Laura!!!"
Not. My. Name.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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