Bryan. Brianne. Brenda. Brandi. Brittany. Bren. You name it, I've been called it. The first day of school, doctor's office waiting rooms, substitute teachers, and the biggest culprit of all, Starbucks.
When I was younger, I didn't like having a name that caused so many problems, that made me stand out and blush furiously in embarassment. As I've gotten older and more comfortable in my skin, I am so thankful that my parents gifted me a unique name. I can't imagine being an Ashley or an Amber.
And while I do love my name, I still have to put up with the inevitable when retrieving my caffeine fix at my local Starbucks.
"Bryan? Your drink is ready."
This blog is dedicated to those who suffer the same plight. I encourage you to send in your funniest, oddest and most head-scratchingly hilarious name mix-ups to monikermishaps@gmail.com to be included on this site.
Below, enjoy a few of my finer name faux-pas...
Close enough?
I just gave up on this one.
Starbucks at Disneyland (Score!)
They spelled my name correctly, but still
thought it said Bryan and proceeded to
announce my drink as "Prince Bryan!"
They spelled my name correctly, but still
thought it said Bryan and proceeded to
announce my drink as "Prince Bryan!"
