March 10, 2014
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Wes
The barista at Starbucks today got my name wrong. This was kind of weird because I’m there almost three times a week and she has taken my name before. (I suppose I’m forgettable, but anyway.) I think she thought my name was “Wes,” but I also think she may have had a cerebral aneurysm when she tried to write it on the cup. What’s going on here? Is this what happens when the coffee trade is free and not fair?
(Note: My real name kind of sounds like “Wes,” I guess. It is a very short, monosyllabic name.)
