I R E N A
whether at starbucks or a restaurant, when asked for my name, a part of me has always wanted to just make up a common everyday name. a name that people would get immediately, know how to spell, say and write. however, my conscious takes over me and i end up saying my real name, because somehow i feel like they’ll know i’m lying if i say anything other than irena. even though, clearly they wouldn’t and probably don’t even care.
but i guess in the back of my mind, i do. i care. i like my name and i’m proud of it. it’s unique like me, and plus, why should i pretend i’m someone else?
so even though my starbucks orders will always end up looking like this 98% percent of the time…
once in a blue moon, i meet someone that falls in the 2% category and gets it juuuust right! without having to ask me twice or how to spell it, they scribble my name down and when i grab for my coffee and see it spelled correctly, i just smile. real big. yay!!!