Not sure about you, but almost on a daily basis I savor the thought of indulging in my favorite cup of coffee at Starbucks…I get to work, and by 9am, my mind is conditioned to envision that awesome, hot, strong, complicated delicacy so tailored to my taste “my triple shot caramel latte”… As you know, lately, many Starbucks coffee shops ask for your name…to call you when your coffee is ready…Gosh, the most annoying thing ever!!!!…I often declined, just feeling weird to have my name yelled in a middle of a coffee shop where it feels like everyone is looking at you… 
Imagine if you mama or papa cursed you with a name like “Coco", “Dick”, “Princess”, "Babe" “Butch”, “Woody”, etc.…Imagine if the kid turns out to be anything but…”Coco”, “Dick”, “Princess”, “Butch”…etc… 
So, back to Starbucks…Recently, in the mood to “challenge” the “norm”…when asked to “share” my name…I answered proudly…”Marylin Monroe”!…Hmmm, she smiled, looked at me as saying …”Ya, that’s right…”, got my money, coded my inquiry on the cup…and along with a few more not to be named here customers, I waited anxiously to be “called” for my coffee…Oh, and here he shouts…”Mary – triple shot caramel latte”!!!!…I look around…everybody looks “around”…Alright, I get it...”Mary” is me!!!! 
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