Of course, he had the noise of six co-workers, a radio playing, and a table of eight Germans to contend with; but at least he had an interesting take on my name.
He heard Che, as in Che Guevara.
Cool! A little too ethnic for one so pale as myself, though.
Then he thought it was Shay.
That's either a girl's name or a type of locomotive.
Don't know how I feel about that one.
As one reader pointed out in my Dimly Lit post, the GBC at the burger place shouldn't have had a hard time with my name as it is a very common name in the Philippines, with several actors being named Jay as well.
But I feel for the guy at Earle's Deli.
His name (again) is Jot.
And I thought people have a tough time with mine!
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