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.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Spelleng Iz Harrd

May 15, 2013

Starbucks

Hollywood, CA

Here's an interesting conversation.

Barista: "Your name?"

Me: "Cara"

Barista: "Is that with a C or a K?"

Me: "A C! Thank you for asking! It's C-A-R-A!"

And this is what we ended up with...

That's not my name.

1 comment:

UnknownMay 28, 2014 at 9:29 AM
Hi Cara, Your blog is making me laugh. I'm wondering what I set up my two sons for in the future. Luca and Teo. Second one, harder to pronounce but only 3 letters...should make preschool easy right?
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