Sunday, October 16, 2016

“How ‘Bout a Little More Coffee Over Here, Bernice?”



Have you ever gone to an event where you get one of those sticky name tags and you forget to take it off after the event?  And then you stop on the way home at a carryout or somewhere and you go in and the cashier greets you by name? Or another shopper greets you by name? Then you have to figure out how you know that person. And you rack your brain trying to figure out who they are. So, all the way home you’re trying to figure out who the person is. Finally you get home and you walk into your bathroom, see yourself in the mirror and realize you never took off that name tag… 

Speaking of name tags, what if you’re at, say, IHOP, and the person you’re with insists on calling the waitress by her name ‘cause she’s wearing her name tag. C’mon. Really? Are you going to call the cashier by name also? Where does this end? It seems to me like if you call her by name, you’ve established a relationship of some sort, and you should tip more. I’m gonna bring that up next time somebody does that...

They don't use their real names on the name tags anyway, do they?

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