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Me: (Over the phone) Can I have a #30 please? And a Diet Coke? I’m at-Waitress: Is this Jen? Me: Uh. Yeah. Waitress: MISS JEN! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? Me: Oh, I was, uh, in California…Waitress: For what? A couple of weeks? Me: …yes.Waitress: Don’t worry. The gentleman knows where you are. He’ll be so…
Me: (Over the phone) Can I have a #30 please? And a Diet Coke? I’m at-
Waitress: Is this Jen?
Me: Uh. Yeah.
Waitress: MISS JEN! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
Me: Oh, I was, uh, in California…
Waitress: For what? A couple of weeks?
Me: …yes.
Waitress: Don’t worry. The gentleman knows where you are. He’ll be so excited!
Me: Great!
I need to start cooking.
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wow. that’s impressive!
Maybe it’s that I have one of those faces… but a bartender I’ve known for a while periodically will call me Steve until I mention that it’s not my name.
Also, having just moved (minimally) the delivery vectors and options change in a commensurate manner, so now no one knows me anymore. sniff.
Sex and the City, Season 3, Episode 19 “cock a doodle do”: “the girl taking Miranda’s order finishes her sentence and tells her that she knows who Miranda is and that that’s what she orders every night. She starts to giggle, and Miranda hangs up on her.”
Stop the hate! Just words. We have nothing to fear but fear itself. Just words. Just speeches.
Jennie Smash 
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