Playing in the Key of M

I had the pleasure of ordering food at a kiosk over vacation. . The first step at this kiosk was to enter your name. This is where the trouble started. The “m” did not work on the keyboard, so my name was shortened to “To”.  When my order was ready, the clerk yelled out “Tony!”  I, being a perceptive consumer, realized that could be my order, and, sure enough, it was. I tried to tell him that the “m” didn’t work but he interrupted me with a loud “Thanks To!”, loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear.

I assured the other diners that the “m” didn’t work in the kiosk, and that yes, I had always been a good speller, even before spell check. Thank goodness I hadn’t just won a spelling bee and had my picture in the paper. That could have been awkward.