The other day I went out for coffee. I realize that isn’t such a big deal, but I mostly drink coffee made at home. What can I tell ya? It’s my frugal side.
Anyhoo, I was super-excited for that gi-normous treat. When the cashier asked my name (for the coffee order), my mouth habitually moved to say “Mikki” but instead I heard my voice say “Serena.” About 3 nearby folks turned to look at me. I suppose they wanted to know exactly who had that name. I finished my purchase then moved around the corner to await my beverage.
After about 5 minutes, the barista called out “Serene.” I stepped up to take my coffee and again, a few other nearby folks turned to see who had that name. I thanked the barista and headed out.
I don’t know why my brain gave me that fake name. Other than the tennis player, I don’t know anyone named Serena. I once met a Serenita, and she was lovely. She was a desk clerk at a hotel and when I saw her name tag, I asked if she thought her name influenced her personality. A brief, friendly conversation ensued and before I knew it, that gal was upgrading my room to a swank suite. Be nice to folks at desks, y’all. You never know how your kindness may benefit you.
And when you go out for coffee, and you give a fake name when they ask, I highly recommend remembering said fake name. Otherwise, when they call it, you’ll just be standing there like a dork, waiting and waiting for your coffee while it sits there, alone, getting cold.
I’m just sayin’.