February 20, 2013
Starbucks
Los Angeles, CA
NOPE.
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.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Abracadabra!!
March 31, 2013
Magic Castle
Hollywood, CA
A night at The Magic Castle celebrating Becca's birthday. And at the first show I got called up to volunteer....
Through the powers of whatever may be not only did he find my card, but my name was on the back of it and it was spelled RIGHT!!!
THAT'S MY NAME!!!!
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