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, July 16, 2011
I LIKE YOU.
July 16, 2011
Starbucks
Valley Village, CA
I like you. I like you so much.
It's even in pretty handwriting.
But I can't help but think it's only because I handed him my credit card to pay.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Names Are Hard
Tonight, I sit in my apartment with my roommate and 2 very dear friends who have known me for many years. We sit, we drink, we catch up. Good times are had.
After many drinks, my roommate has called me "Carrie" and my friend has called me "Sarah"
Both are not my name.
After many drinks, my roommate has called me "Carrie" and my friend has called me "Sarah"
Both are not my name.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
No Words
July 3, 2011
Starbucks
Hillcrest, CA
Now here lies my confusion.
My sister was with me at the time of this purchase, and can attest to the fact that when asked my name, I responded appropriately.
How is THIS what he came up with????
That's not a name. That's not a word. But maybe from now on if I tell people my name is M2 they will write Cara on my drink order.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Tomb Raider
July 1, 2011
Starbucks
Kearny Mesa, CA
I can't say I am terribly surprised by this one, seeing as how this is the same Starbucks that dubbed me "Paris" a few months ago.
Sigh.
That's not my name.
Monday, June 27, 2011
MEGHAN
I was starting to think that maybe this was only an west coast phenomenon... and then my dear friend Meghan sent me this:
And so we must certainly document this atrocity.
June 27, 2011
Starbucks
Midtown, NYC
Again, I stress... Her name is Meghan.
MEGHAN.
M E G H A N
Now if it were anyone else, I may speculate that they just stole this coffee from some poor under-caffeinated girl named Amy. However, my friend Meghan holds herself to a much higher standard and moral code then say, me... so I trust that this is the sad truth.
That is most certainly not her name.
And so we must certainly document this atrocity.
June 27, 2011
Starbucks
Midtown, NYC
Again, I stress... Her name is Meghan.
MEGHAN.
M E G H A N
Now if it were anyone else, I may speculate that they just stole this coffee from some poor under-caffeinated girl named Amy. However, my friend Meghan holds herself to a much higher standard and moral code then say, me... so I trust that this is the sad truth.
That is most certainly not her name.
Brunch
June 26, 2011
Starbucks
San Diego, CA
A beautiful day for a brunch.
Maybe I should stick to mimosas.
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